I've been riding a 1983 Specialized Stumpjumper somewhat regularly for at least a couple years now, in various configurations. Recently I determined that the only original parts are the frame, headset, seatpost, and shifters. Anyway, the bike sort of reminds me of a tractor, in that it's somewhat heavy and slow to maneuver, but stable and able to keep a straight line over suboptimal terrain. It's safe to say that this design fell out of favor in the late 80s when bikes with faster-handling geometry came along, but for my "mountain bike" needs, the old Stumpjumper is just fine. For that matter, suitably equipped, it also makes a fine commuter or touring bike.
Anyway, I decided to take advantage of yet another 50-degree late-November day, and went exploring. I was probably never more than 2-3 miles from HCWHQ, but at times I felt like a wilderness explorer, much the way my cycling ancestors must've felt back in 1983.