Always with the projects

The original, the mold, the duplicate.

I've made a bunch of saddles over the years and finally think I figured out the formula.

I'm always looking for something that is comfortable. But also something that I made myself because, you know that's just me. I borrowed the ism 3.0 saddle on the left from my friend Tim and I almost really like it.  It's ugly as sin but it gets the job done.

Big vacation

I've been in Spain for the past week with a couple of friends riding bikes. It's the first time I've done a trip like this and it had been really fun.


We are in the town of Calpe, on the Costa Blanca, which is a great home base for riding. The town is hot to at least two world tour cycling teams, and there are another 4 or 5 more in the area. I was passed by the reigning Olympic road race champion, Greg Van Avermat and his teammates the other day. The riding is insanely good here as the pictures can attest. The one exception is that the roads are fine when dry, but as slippery as snot on a rock when wet.

I ate shit on an otherwise innocent looking corner on Saturday. It looked innocent, but was in the shade. With the humid air, the condensation forms on cold surfaces, and the sun hadn't dried off the dew of the morning. I ended up taking some skin off my hands and wrecking my rear derailleur and the derailleur hanger. On the plus side, they have a bunch of bike rental places around here; I found a rental that fit and was back in the saddle again today for probably the most scenic ride I've ever done.

It was a great experience just figuring things out and staying calm and realizing that it can all work out in the end. I'm at my best on vacation, need to bring that with me back home.

I just love mugs.

And by mugs I mean bikes. I got my 3/4 Trek emonda put back together as a killer cross bike. it looks good, rides good and all it cost me was a heap of time and a couple hundred bucks in random parts and carbon bits.

Why stress about bike geometry

Sometimes, it just doesn't even matter.

I found a pomegranate

In the course of bicycle rides over the past years I found a surprising number of things. The first thing I found was a wrench on my way to go skiing in St Paul Minnesota. Over the years I've found, tools, furniture, money, and a surprising number of fruit. Today was a good day, I found a pomegranate. It was sitting nicely in the gutter as I left the city just past City Avenue, a nice fresh, unblemished pomegranate

My 1000 other bikes

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