Welcome, jerks.


Yeah, I got the fever. Three or four years ago, a rabid, red-eyed zombie sank its rotten teeth into my arm and thus I was infected with a peculiar strain of irrational obsession. Since then I have breathed, eaten, and slept bikes and almost nothing else. Maybe a vaccine will be invented, or maybe it'll simply pass, but until then I'm a slave to my compulsion to buy, transport, take apart, degrease, scour, lube, polish, assemble, tune, tighten, align, wax, buff, and yes, ride, ride, ride these magical two-wheeled machines.

So, the idea is, on this page I'm going to post pictures and perhaps stories of bikes that I've refurbished and ridden or ones that are in the process or recently completed. Maybe it'll expand from there. We'll see, I guess.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Miyata 912

I love orange bikes (and yellow ones too). I paid more for this one than I normally do, but I don't regret it. It was a pleasure to work on. It had the most pristine "arabesque" components I've ever seen. For the layman, those are just swanky, old fashioned Shimano parts.

The last photo depicts the elusive Panaracer Pasela tire in its natural habitat. (It's cleverly camouflaged amidst the native flora, so look carefully.)



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