There's no easy way to put it - Jim Berkman is dead. Sudden and senseless. As in all deaths, his spirit will live
in those who knew him. To many, many others, they have inherited his love of bicycles. Jim's untimely death came
at a high point in his life. He had recently worked hard to fulfill one jewel of a dream, and had seen it
realized. For years he had dreamt of staging the most, pure, simple, raw form of bicycle competition - drag
racing. How this most obvious of all contests has escaped the general bicycling community is a mystery. Maybe its
simplicity confused us all. Jim's saw it differently, as he did many things.
Jim is infamous, hell the guy's a legend, in the bicycling rich town of Ashland, Oregon where he has lived the
past fifteen plus years. His notoriety comes from building the coolest, strangest bicycles around. Maybe the Pool
Table Bike can typify all of them. Picture a wood trimmed, green felt seat; chalk hanging from both grips; eight
ball on the junction of the chrome leading-link forks; cue stick seatpost: all built around an older, black
Schwinn Cruiser. Choppers, trikes, tandems - all were the recipients of Jim's bizarre imagination and talented
mechanical skills.
Jim "Bikeman" Berkman quietly operated a bicycle repair business out of his home, which was characterized by
it's bicycle rim fence around the front yard. The soul of the enterprise was in the backyard - the Shed. The Shed
houses decades of bicycle parts from every bike imaginable. Curiously organized in Jim's personal system, he
could instantly pull any hub, crank, or wheel while extolling its virtues and applications. Operating under the
Bik'x name, Jim has repaired thousands of bikes while appreciating and hoarding the cyclo treasures he would
inadvertently discover from the strange mix of customers who sought him out to do the chiropractic magic
necessary to get their bikes rolling again. Rather than hoarding these treasures, Jim loved to share them, or
apply them in classically appropriate ways to his creations.
Savvy bike junkies are not the only ones who appreciated Jim's handiwork's. Each Fourth of July Jim would
lovingly roll out his unique bikes, shine them up, and allow select friends to ride them in the eclectic
community's big parade. The bikes ooze fun and wild imagination, and the crowd would point and acknowledge the
genius behind the bikes with applause and smiles. Industry analysts take note. This is how you excite the public
on the joys of cycling. You could almost see each face in the crowd , when exposed to these meticulous, but
whimsical bikes, cringe with the desire to jump up, swing a leg over the saddle, and join in the simple dance of
slowly and effortlessly gliding on a bicycle with just a few simple strokes of the pedals.
Despite his underground success at inadvertently exposing the local populace to the joy of bicycling, Jim
had a larger vision. For years he had envisioned the concept of bicycle drag racing. Maybe I'm naive, but having
been involved in the sport of mountain bicycling since the early eighties, and reading all the mags, I've never
heard of organized bicycle drag races, off-road or on. Why? Is it too simple, too primitive, too "duh" ? Jim
didn't think so. For years he harbored the dream of seeing a sport be born. Then he did something unique - he did
it.
Jim's dead. What defines life? It's so easy to have your personal ideas, inventions, dreams, plans, and
concepts. If you're sitting on any of your own right now, I suggest you take that most difficult of steps and
start. Luckily Jim did just that. As this summer started to unfold, the concept of Bike-It began to emerge. The
core group responsible for bringing Bike-It to life were Jim; his wife Renee; East Coast transplant Frank Binelli
of Frank's Bikes (another repair and re-sale operation - the world can never have enough bike mechanics!); and
freestyling legend and former Haro team rider Dave Nourie.
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