Rocky Gravol

An ice cream maker, with two bags of ice,
rock salt and ice cream mix brought to a pot luck bbq.

Halloween pumpkins.

Rocky Gravol

Spare wheel.

Rocky Gravol

Bake at home pizza.

Trevtassie

The guy on my handlebars, he was pretty odd. The guy in the basket on the back, not so much, I think it was only the beer that convinced him. Lucky he had slim hips. But it's a shout out for decent 36 spoke wheels, there would have been 500lbs on that bike, and probably 12 pints of beer carried internally.

noglider 

A watermelon

OK that's not so weird.

Cougrrcj

A cheerleader?

I gave one a ride home from High School once - she sat on the seat as I stood and pedaled the 3/4-mile from school to her house... and yes, she must have been 'odd' because:

1. Hot chicks did NOT talk to a nobody like me in school. Totally different social circles!
2. She accepted the ride from me -- on a bicycle!

I can't even remember the 'WHY' this event happened... But that memory still brings a smile to me 45 years later!

JaccoW

Using a trailer but a workbench:

Dylansbob 

I picked up a Perf mag trainer from someone's garbage one night on my way home from work, but that wasn't technically "on the bike". That was me struggling to carry it while riding a fixed gear for ~2m.

RobbieTunes

Yes, it is. Pumpkins, not.

martl

1. My Cello, held in hand*)
2. A paint bucket full (20l) of cherries, held with one hand, resting on my front pannier**)
3. 2 bottles of Argon gas for my tig welder (in a trailer)




​​​​​​*) I wasn't the weirdest cellist-cyclist in town. One of the members of the Munich philharmonic orchestra rode a lwb recumbent, a Peer Gynt, and could often be seen hauling his instrument across town, mounted to his bike on a custom rack in front and above his feet. I wish I ad a pic of that...


**) a colleague of mine was the son of my mothers best friend, who had a garden with too many cherry trees. and the two women had arranged to use us both as carriers, he commuted by car, myself by bike because of course no one had told me. I made a lot of friends handing out free cherries at every red light...

madpogue 

There used to be an instrument maker who lived on my street, about 10-12 blocks away, who would bike down our street on quiet evenings, no-handed, playing his banjo.

Granted, that would be harder to do with a cello.

martl

Reminds me about the old joke of the two fellas sitting in a circus. Clown takes stage, riding a unicycle one-legged, juggling three balls with the other leg, while playing the violin. Fella one leans to fella two and whispers "nu, Heifetz he ain't"

noglider 

I also towed about 120 lbs of belgian blocks in my kiddie trailer. People yelled at me from the sidewalk, saying, "Hey where yo' kids at!"

Salamandrine 

It didn't seem strange at the time, but I've carried more than a few blocks of frozen squid on my bike.

dddd

While out perusing a good few silicon-valley(!) garage sales one Saturday morning, I ended up hauling a small wooden desk (with drawer) home for a distance of a couple of miles.
Around the same time, I also brought home a large framed picture that still hangs on the wall in my house.

The one "epic fail" occurred when I tried to haul my truck's 14" wheel/tire to a nearby tire store for a puncture repair.
I only made it about three houses down the street before my left arm said "no", and I had to return in defeat.
Forced me to start over and mount up the spare stored under the bed of the truck.

branko_76 

One of my childhood friends would do the same with his guitar

branko_76 

branko_76 

when I was about 13 or 14, this hot 16 year old neighborhood girl gave me a ride on her bike, I sat on the seat while she pedaled. Not sure exactly what she was referring to but she said that something was hard...

SJX426 

I was using my RockHopper with a Topeak trunk bag with the fold out panniers. Picked up an AR-15 upper from the UPS store. the problem was the bag wasn't deep enough so it shifted a lot while I rode the three miles home through a difficult path with lots of transitions and tight turns. Glad I made it.
The only other odd thing was carrying a large box of ammo for the same and on the same route, at a different time. The issue there was weight that made slow turns a bit challenging, not to mention stopping. why stopping? The weight on the rack would cause the bike to want to flip with my hands as the pivot point since my feet were on the ground. Really odd handling challenge.

nlerner

Well, then there was this time, off to mail some rims:

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I really could see over the top of that box.

dddd

I've carried more than one boxed-up bike or frame to the post office some 1.2 miles away.
I start by finding the balance point where I then cut a hole that becomes a handle. The top edge is where the small flap gets folded, to better support the weight, and the height of the hole (down from the top) matches arm length so the load is most controllable and comfortable.

Once I brought home a mtb with missing wheels. I jammed the rear dropout into my rear rack and rode with the fork leg in my hand and the downtube on my shoulder if I remember correctly. Riding home felt even sketchier than I had imagined, probably because of the high C of G.

dombey19

I'm cheating because my friend carried this; I was just the recipient. A stuffed and mounted moose head. Actually I think he used the bike only as a set of wheels. He balanced the moose head on the handlebars and seat and then rolled it several blocks to my house.

madpogue 

^^^^^ I've carried Moosehead on my bicycle before, but only internally, after drinking it.