A 15 lb. capacity, all-steel sausage stuffer.
A canvas bag containing 4 books.
A six-pack of Ellicottville Brewing Company Pale Ale.
A gym bagful of wet clothing.
A cardboard box containing 2 bottles of Chateau Saint Sulpice Bordeaux.
A pound of baker's yeast.
Three pastry tarts.
A cardboard box full of kindling.
It's interesting that when I was originally out today and passed by an intersection where there was road construction going on I saw a couple of workers point and laugh at the Mundo (can you believe it). At the time all I was carrying on the bike was the gym bag. I may be being paranoid (about the jesting), but I doubt it. Anyhow, on the way back, and as I crossed the same intersection, I had the bike fully loaded. This time they just looked in awe (as their monster trucks stood on the sidelines just waiting to suck fuel). The best I can figure is that they had a temporary case of cargo-bike envy. Another interesting thing is that while there was a long row of cars (mostly containing single passengers) waiting on queue for the construction, I was able to pedal through without haste.