AC enjoying some super early San Benito sunshine.
Saturday, December 12, 2015
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
with the Bloom Creek Brothers
These sultans of soul have been enjoying life on the bike for a decade or two or three or four. I used to love checking out the photo of Harry that was hanging on his wall at the Bicycle Inn of the LA Games Olympic Road Race coarse with him standing on the sideline and Alexi in the background putting the wood to Bauer. The question is, does he still have it?
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
Saturday, December 5, 2015
I became a believer of patching tubes decades ago after pushing my blue and yellow lugged Fuji down Highland Drive for a couple of miles after a botched puncture repair on my final tube. My "enlightenment"(verbal evisceration) was inspired by a 6' 6" surly dude on a yellow Peter Johnson with fastback stays drinking a liter of coca cola. Let's just say he was not impressed that I was pedaling alone without a patch kit. I had run into Jobst Brandt on mountain roads over the years but never had the guts to chat him up because I knew he adhered to the -don't speak unless spoken to policy. Luckily I was schooled by Andrew Carroll in the art of tube patching while watching Breaking Away in his bike shrine on McDonald Road during the 80's. I felt confident that Jobst would give our technique a thumbs up. The only criticism I received was for taking too long to let the glue dry - give me a break I was using Jobst Brandt's personal glue stash, it was like asking to barrow Charlie Hunter's guitar so you can poach a couple of strings off of it.