Well here's one that would never be embraced by the Big 3 in Detroit, but it's nice to see the French making strides in alternative energy. Speaking of energy, I'm feeling more of it, now that spring is *finally* showing signs of arrival. Today may be the first day this year that I haven't worn long-johns for the ride in to the shop. It would seem appropriate then, that the Cykel Garage was the defacto cycling knicker headquarters this a.m. Dan Steeves was wearing a pair of v1.0 Hypnotic Designs, The Wrexican was rocking the new Chrome Shins, and like a rabbit pulling something out of a hat, I was (and am still) feeling sartorial in the new Patagonia Night Train Knickers. For riding bikes, knickers are hard to beat. Check out all three of these, and see if you don't agree.
OK, here's the deal of the day down at the CRC Cykel Garage. Gary Fisher Xcaliber 29'er. She's a biggun'. 21" frame (center-to-top), 25" effective toptube. Its a geared frame, but Pete Geigle found the magic gear, and that gear is 34 x 20. Priced to move at $550. Get dowwwn...
But wait, there's more!
When I was in high school there was a real lanky kid named Cordel Backman. We called him the Tall Guy, for a tall drink o'water he was. This isn't his bike, but I bet it would fit him perfectly. It's a 64cm Raleigh Professional, late 70's vintage, I think. Yes, it's for sale at the Cykel Garage. Come on down, Ray. We'll find a way to make it fit...
A gem of a Wednesday night ride, a real gem. With Cheever making an unannounced visit back to the 612, there wasn't any excuse for missing the ride that would hold water. But this morning I really wouldn't mind having had one. See, I can't lift my left arm beyond about 40°, due to a high-speed hoe-down with Cell Phone Guy on the Harriet bike path. I was pretty certain I was going to hit a tree at one point, next thing I know I'm on the ground with an over-extended shoulder/tricep muscle hating me, and now I'm singing the chicken wing blooze. Up until that incident I was enjoying what has been my longest ride in over 6 weeks, just feeling groovy about turning the cranks. I then proceeded to crash 3x in the same alley, bruising the palm of my right hand and bashing my knee repeatedly with each fall. With the fresh snow falling increasingly heavy, everyone took their turn(s) doing the same, usually self-derbied on some roller coaster downhill alley bomb, or a clever placed sheet of...
Still gots lots o' snow (and ice) on the tarmac. Be careful out there, y'all. Keep it green...
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