Light in a Dark Month

 

 

Met with Steve Dyster and discussed our quarterly plan for Seven Day Cyclist-exciting times, so watch this space...www.sevendaycyclist.co.uk
 

More blinkies and commuter lights continue to arrive and I’ve also acquired a portable strobe for those situations including wedding/parties where use of traditional static lighting is impractical.  I plumped for a decent quality grey import following chance conversation with the photographer covering Anju & Deepak’s wedding.

However, reservations aired by skilled electrical engineers re OEM cell quality prompted me to feed this and high power (1000lumen plus) bike lights on aftermarket, EU compliant batteries and chargers.

Thankfully, I’ve never had any combust but there is always the risk an insurer could refuse to honour a claim where a faulty unit caused fire damage, or worse. 

Generally speaking I am a night owl, swooping through unlit lanes. However, while more expensive models allow sensible stair-casing for sub/urban riding; a new generation of torch type commuter models often prove better options for sub/urban riding.

Dependant upon lens, reflector and diode quality, 300lumens can produce sufficient prowess for short, semi rural sections at 18mph or so-often with consistent output right until the end. However, unless these employ replaceable li-on/polymer cells, reserves are usually spent within 2hrs and need 4 hours mains charging.

Most default to a steady “standard” typically translating as 150 lumens for 4-5 hours. A decent balance between performance and economy, though a low 80 lumen mode is surprisingly useful round town, super frugal and better quality light than provided by budget dynamo lamps. Some can also be helmet mounted-not for trail duties obviously but useful companions to master-blasters on long hauls.   

Flashing and strobe settings are thriftier still and arguably the most extrovert option in the concrete jungle, or dull overcast afternoon where remaining conspicuous takes priority. USB rechargeable blinkies are also becoming increasingly practical for dusk-till dawn all-nighters and even touring.

Nite Rider Solas is a prime example (returning nigh on 15hours in flashing) although it has been around a few seasons’ now. An increasing number of cheaper lights are coming close in terms of runtimes and daylight modes are also growing in popularity but the Solas has phenomenal presence in its favour.

 In a wider, seasonal context, light has long been recognised as being a key player in our sense of well-being and until recently, the barrage of wild, windy and overcast conditions had been having a pronounced effect upon my own sense of morale, kept in check with a mix of long, steady rides and fast blasts on the fixer.

Damp, mild weather is being eroded by colder airs and with snow forecast to migrate from the north, though in reality; this isn’t anything more extreme than the UK would usually expect from January. Simply put, unless things change radically, I won’t be substituting the Univega’s Vittoria Randonneur trail (Long term test issue 7 SDC-downloadable from the site) in favour of spikes.

Forecasting has become increasingly accurate but fear of litigation encourages worst case scenario reportage, although I’m often tempted to invest in some narrow section (35mm) Kenda Klondike for my pure bread ‘cross bike and its derivatives.

These are favourably priced compared with some popular European brands, albeit not officially imported here and would need to be discounted since I’m unlikely to use them longer than 14 days in every 12months.

Winter tyres, designed specifically for snow and ice should feature beefy sidewalls and a tread pattern that scoops away snow and slush, while the spikes bite into the ice beneath, providing traction. Weight commonly brings people out in hives and yes, this rotational weight is quite noticeable when things thaw out.

Ah, but the ability to bowl along at a steady 15-17mph along otherwise treacherous roads and lanes and sporting a big grin is infinitely preferable to spinning away on the indoor trainer, Hamster stylee.

Talking of harsh, I snapped this disc braked beast of burden in Coventry city centre. Bin liners and supermarket bags suggested homelessness, rather than over ambitious utility riding. Lifestyle choice, tragic twist of fate, who knows. Ending on a high note, Lee Cooper is indeed back and trading as a bespoke builder. Hopefully, I’ll be along to capture him at work very soon.

Reactive Sparks

A business cum friendly associate once remarked that temping was little more than a heat sink for one’s energies and on many levels, I concur.

However, aside from the obvious cash-injection, it’s often proved a surprisingly good catalyst for creativity. During one gig, I created several characters, which ultimately evolved into a series of children’s stories.

Originally conceived for mine and Joshua’s amusement, I’ve recently resurrected them with a view to digital self-publication. Despite promising leads and noises, no animators came forward, thus I’m hunting some inexpensive, user-friendly cartoon/animation software.

I spotted some CDs white attending a computer fair during my last midlands’ trip but was deterred by tales of Trojans and similar malware infections.

Staying with this region, I was stunned Lee Cooper isn’t undertaking commissions just now. Far from turning off the gas and selling his Jigs, he’s been drafted in by Pashley cycles to craft their flagship models.

However, while demand remains high for bespoke builds, the global market place has changed consumer expectations. Increasingly custom builders are outsourcing construction to the Far East in order to remain competitive-just as volume producers did during the late 1980s and 90s. This calls supposed “re-shoring” into question and this trend certainly isn’t restricted to lightweight bicycles.

Niche classic/restorations markets aside, few consumers are willing to pay a coachbuilder to engineer, or repair vehicle bodies. Indeed, panel beaters are increasingly being superseded by body technicians. 

A revival of Fordist production methods also seems underway, judging by a steady trickle of marques offering any tubing you like, so long as it’s Reynolds 525.

Some folks get decidedly sniffy about less glamorous Cro-moly tubes, yet in many respects they deliver phenomenal bang for modest buck-ideal for winter/training and/or everyday riding.

525 was, to my my knowledge, originally conceived in response to modern TIG welded production methods and is available in a wide variety of diameters/thicknesses. This obviously lends it to a wealth of cycling genres/ applications, from lightweight trainer to kitchen sink touring lorry.

In common with its 531 predecessor (which can only withstand non fusion techniques i.e. brazing/soldering) it has also found favour in motorcycle frames, sports car chassis and suspension systems. Lowlier 520 is broadly the same alloy made under licence in Taiwan.

Elsewhere, autumn is in its rich, wet and somewhat windy glory. Great when ensconced at the keyboard, cooking up or redrafting copy but demands careful planning to avoid seasonal chills or rechargeable lighting dropping out unexpectedly. 

Rummaging through assorted Perspex boxes resurrected this fabulous Light N’ Motion blinky and two li-on cells; the latter seem fully compatible with the One23 Extreme and more powerful Magicshine lamps.

On paper (and indeed asphalt) there’s little call for exceeding 1000 lumens but in practice lends and reflector quality has greater effect upon useable output. Hence why some 550/600 lumen systems cast a more effective, useable beam for road, or indeed helmet mounted trail duties.

Experimenting with two Extreme Bright lamps (battery packs nestling bat fashion at opposite ends of the top tube) technically means 2000 lumens at my fingertips but identical beam patterns with minor imperfections are less useable than intelligent systems combining spot and flood, whether singularly or via two separate lamps.

With A Little Help From My Friends

Having returned from the midlands, I wasted no time in dropping the Holdsworth at Maldon Shot Blasting & powder Coating. Despite considerable demand for their services, Chris made concerted efforts to commence work on Wednesday morning, submerging it within their slightly sinister looking chloride tank, which softens the existing finish in a matter of minutes. Satisfied of even saturation, my ferrous friend is plucked free and placed within the iron oxide cabinet ready for blasting. Starting at the bottom bracket shell, these finer particles are projected at lower pressure, yet dismisses the beleaguered blue livery with remarkable efficiency, leaving behind a clean, lightly sanded texture perfect for receiving the new primer and topcoats.

Obviously, this chemical romance consumes filler too, so pre-existing superficial dents around the top and head tube will be given fresh helpings of Thermabond putty beforehand. Job-lot finishers would go straight to paint, attempting to mask these imperfections with heavier powder but this always bleeds though and looks second rate. Traditional fillers are porous, so will blow, ruining the finish as it oven cures, so the only other option would involve filling the affected with brass and smoothing it flat.    

Elsewhere, Uncle Benny came to my rescue on the coldest night thus far. Swooping serenely past his house on the newly fettled Ilpompino, our zen-like mood was rudely interrupted by the rear tyre’s sudden loss of pressure. Carrying said steed sixty odd metres to his welcoming (not to mention well-lit) veranda, I was extracting the rear wheel when he opened the door, inviting me and stricken spherical into the warm.

Boiling kettles muffled impolite curses upon discovering both tyre levers crumbling under moderate strain and several small but troublesome lesions in the previously invulnerable 24mm Halo rubber (which ironically had superseded 25mm thick slicks that succumbed to similar fate twenty three hours earlier). 

Having filled this with Bostick’s finest while slurping piping hot diesel strength beverage, I introduced a fresh tube only to find my ultra-efficient SKS hand-pump had also blown its last…Luckily enough, I’d a fully loaded CO2 dispenser en tow-110psi reinstated in a matter of seconds. Beverages consumed, pump binned and wheel repatriated, we were home in twelve minutes. Naturally I’ve since added two replacement tubes, levers, canister and mini pump to proceedings.

Despite forecaster predictions, artic winds have brought freezing rain as opposed to snowfall, thus Univega has retained those semi-slick Panaracer RIBMO for time being. Aheadset bearings have continued to slacken every forty odd miles, leading me to repatriate the spacer below the stem. Theoretically this configuration will increase the load exerted by its heavy duty headlock (as distinct from star fangled nut) cancelling out further outbreaks of unwanted play.

Experiencing creative fatigue, I noticed the rear derailleur cable run from lever to first guide seemed a little strained so re-routed and replaced its inner wire before drizzling some clever looking Muc-Off C3 ceramic dry lube into each and every chain link. “Alien” green upon contact, it cures clear and supposedly offers similar tenacity to a wet lube but with much slicker, cleaner running. Seems delightful thus far, making easy transition to cleat/similar mechanisms, doubling as a decent assembly paste on mudguard/carrier bolts too.

Most potions tend to consist of two parts-a super invasive polymer lubricant and boron nitride stopper/thickening agent that prevents dismissal come the first puddle. There’s even a UV torch included, supposedly ensuring comprehensive, unabridged coverage but while certainly different, in practice it doesn’t seem to offer any real benefit since green is pretty difficult to miss! Still, the next few hundred road miles will reveal this particular formula’s foibles.

   

Gout Begins At Forty....

  

Not something commonly associated with seventy odd kilo tea total vegetarians perhaps but I appear to have been bequeathed this excruciatingly painful affliction by my late father. Once thought to be the consequence of a lavish/indulgent lifestyle, received wisdom suggests gout arises from over production of uric acid, leading to joint inflammation.

In this instance we’re talking Podagra-a variant specifically affecting the big toe, which induces sporadic yelps and agricultural utterances when donning snug fitting road/Audax slippers. Anti-inflammatory drugs appear the medical profession’s default option, though research suggests that antioxidants, concentrated vitamin C and upping good (as distinct from junk) fluid intake play a central role in exorcising said demon. Frankly, the mere thought of pharmaceutical cocktails induces palpable resentment, so I’ll seek guidance from sympathetic practitioners and explore naturally occurring alternatives.

Thankfully since riding elevates my mood, I’ve been chasing through the lanes, battling some seriously stormy conditions, hoping improved toxin flushing blood flow will reciprocate. Other casualties included the chain pin function of this long serving Specialized EMT, finally succumbing to fatigue after five years and countless road, trail and indeed, workshop service. No danger of retirement mind, since everything else remains absolutely A1-testament to tooling quality.

On a happier note, spent several fun days in the midlands, which included seeing Jamie Cullen and support perform live at Birmingham Symphony Hall. Lee Cooper has extracted the Holdsworth’s fractured shell and is in the process of cleaning the tubes before introducing its replacement. Temptation to add braze-on bottle bosses creeps in every so often but rebuffed on the grounds of structural integrity-even the most skilfully applied heat causes some very minor weakness, which is unnecessary given sturdy, paint friendly adaptors are plentiful these days. Nonetheless, this has prompted me to rethink livery-there’s no doubting RAL5012 is an extremely alluring colour, only something like RAL 5014 or 5024 signifies a fresh start/new chapter without “specialist” cost implication.

Speaking of which, my titanium fetish continues to blossom courtesy of this Swift-esque “Aire” saddle from Harrogate based SPA cycles.  http://www.spacycles.co.uk/products.php?plid=m2b0s204p2863. Saving 171g on its ferrous sibling adds £35 to the ticket price, though even with regular feeding I’m banking on six hundred miles before my derriere’s completely smitten. While harvesting used Alpha compatible Minolta lenses, studio backdrops and Christmas presents online, an editorial cheque fluttering through my letterbox induced spontaneous investment in a 400mm ti post, which will play a lead role in the Ilpompino’s friskier makeover.    

Magic Midlands: Holdsworth in Safe Hands

Serendipity struck in the guise of an email from Lee Cooper, inviting yours truly and Holdsworth to his midlands based workshop for a chat. Fast-forward forty-eight hours, we were whizzing 120 odd miles along the M1 and to Ryton on Dunsmore just south of Coventry, a  once thriving city that has struggled with deindustrialisation and central government indifference for several decades.

Clearly a product of his environment, Lee is immediately likeable, extruding earthy eloquence and wry wit typical of those who served traditional craft apprenticeships. His career began on a work experience scheme with Triumph motorcycles, which by that stage limped along as a cooperative until its final swansong in 1983.

A passion for grass track motorcycling saw him assembling/repairing machines for Coventry competition motorcycles before graduating to the blast cabinet and later bicycle frames at a local builders in 1984. Quickly gaining enviable repute as a freelance trouble shooter meant he was in great demand, addressing quality control issues seemingly endemic amongst small marques during the late 1980s/early 90s. He then formed LA cycles before branching out on his own some eight years ago.

Surveying the fracture and ruling out other structural woes, he conjures an almost identical shell from thin air and explores surgery in greater detail. Peering inside, tubes form an almost interference fit, necessitating greater precision but nothing fiendishly problematic. Refinishing will be outsourced to Maldon Shot blasting & Powder Coating since, while a competent enameller, Lee prefers to focus on fabrication. Business concluded; he introduced some fascinating prototypes, including this fillet-brazed frameset designed around Shimano’s Alfine hub system.

Tucked beside his newly acquired lathe sat a series of freshly modified/repaired forks, rows of neatly organised tubing, oxyacetylene cylinders and arc activated dark shield, sparking reciprocal tales from manufacturing’s sharp end. Mindful of outstaying one’s welcome, I bid him fond adjure’ before scooting along to a neighbouring pub and a fruitful chat with its Landlady regarding former Peugeot employees for another book project.

Down south, there’s been continued pre winter fettling of one’s fleet. Tracing the Univega’s mushy rear brake to a missing cable hanger instigated a military style search through polycarbonate storage boxes. Forty-five minutes methodical foraging unearthed this fetching stainless steel Salsa unit, which literally transformed modulation/feel. Said tour de spares drawer also uncovered a 12-25 9 speed, nickel plated Sun Race cassette, prompting this heavy duty nine speed Gusset DHS9 chain reckoned to be 20% stronger than standard fare.

Nudging 357g, it’ll induce palpitations amongst some but is theoretically bombproof courtesy of extensive heat treatment and oversized upper plates. However, tool-free magic links can prove unexpectedly vulnerable so I’ll be keeping a close eye on things over the coming weeks. Revisions to the Ilpompino’s spec include Axiom ti and Inox cages, 1000 lumen One23 lamp since darkness falls with alarming haste.

Carbon has long been the dominant composite but I’m increasingly enticed by the idea of abandoning said steeds’ Topeak rack/Caradice bag for something sleeker and post mounted. Some folks might relish the prospect of A&E nurses picking shards from their buttocks but I’m gravitating towards Chinese titanium offerings floating around cyberspace at mid-range 6061 prices.

Staying with the global powerhouse, fondness for pattern blinkies requires little introduction, so imagine my delight having taken delivery of these CE compliant GLO units from Peter Marchant  (http://www.bicyclelightshop.com/).

USB charging seems almost mandatory these days, though button type CR2032 and AA/A cells have serious advantages when it comes to touring, Audax and reliability riding where plugging into ports isn’t an option. Initial impressions are favourable.

Construction and weather sealing, though elementary is adequate, contacts benefitting from a lick of silicone grease but seemingly non plussed by prolonged cloudburst. Output is crisp as distinct from retina tickling, grabbing attention from 150 metres but superb dynamo companions, or indeed stocking fillers. 

Hold On, What About The Holdsworth?

Didn’t feel inspired to assume keyboard duties first thing, so resurrected “Ninja Blue” from hyper sleep, popped it aboard the work stand and commenced disassembly, ready for bottom bracket shell replacement surgery. Contrary to popular folklore, only brazed/silver soldered framesets are realistic candidates for this sort of invasive repair.

An ocean of home brewed frame preserve sloshing round the tubes certainly rendered internal corrosion academic, ensuring threaded components released easily too, though given their high torque settings, crank bolts benefitted from a squirt of heavy duty penetrant.

Bottom bracket extracted, I doused the slightly grimy chassis in a blizzard of Brite Ride’s super sudsy foaming bike wash and let its ionic surfactants get busy while harvesting bucket, fresh water and super tactile Muc-off brush. The latter inducing spontaneous, yet not universally welcome rendition of Prince Buster’s “Wine and Grine”-afterall, have brush you avoid rush. Strongly suspect he wasn’t referring to post winter cross race clean ups mind…    

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcI3m_tbnyc

Joshua’s reproving looks weren’t adding anything beneficial to proceedings, so he was sent in search of SLR, prime lens and these Seal Skinz waterproof kid’s gloves… Several minutes later, he emerged from the office brandishing said goodies, by which time the Holdsworth’s 5012 powder coat livery positively gleamed, offering an unhampered view of the hairline fracture.

Temptation has been to fill with brass, smooth flat and repaint-somebody quoted £40 for the structural stuff but Murphy’s Law dictates said damage will simply recur a few weeks hence, rendering such efforts futile. Ergo, Midlands based Lee Cooper http://leecoopercycles.webs.com/ seems our best bet once cash flow resumes a more favourable state.

Some would suggest taking this opportunity to introduce bottle bosses and similar modernisations, afterall, said build is hardly original. However, there’s little need given the availability of high quality pressure fit composite cages. Cosmetics will remain unchanged, though it may be enamel rather than powder this time round-depending on whether Lee is comfortable with paint being outsourced to Maldon Shot blasting & Powder Coating…

With all that water sloshing about, its inner sanctum was flushed through with liberal blasts of maintenance spray. Gently rotating the frame before leaving it upturned for twenty minutes largely eliminates risk  of moisture lodging ruinously inside.

Several season’s continuous use of Seal Skinz products affirms they’re genuinely waterproof-right to the cuff lines. Nonetheless, thorough evaluation of any performance claims is essential. Joshua willingly immersed his hands for ten consecutive minutes, confirming bone dry digits, although felt slightly disconcerted by the sensation of water lapping against the inner membrane. Textured palms offer reassuringly good purchase too, so scoots to school shouldn’t be too uncomfortable as the nights draw in and temperatures plummet.…

     

Wagons Roll!

Life's as much about working smart as it is hard and old adages in reference to busy folk getting things done seem very colloquial at present. Falling leaves of radiant colours signal the end of trade shows and the steady procession of fresh samples wind their way to my door.

Had a wonderful email from Gary Rothera advising his order book has gone into orbit and thanking me for interviewing him for a UK title. Consequently, he’s sending me some fresh lines to play with and should temping maintain consistent cadence, I’ll pop along to Lee Cooper with the Holdsworth and have him perform replacement bottom bracket shell surgery as a Christmas pressie to myself. Obviously, “Ninja Blue” will need new livery but I’ll leave that in the capable hands of Maldon Shot blasting & powder coating. 

Every so often, I get fanciful ideas about upgrading the Univega’s front end in favour of a carbon fork, disc braked configuration but monies are better invested elsewhere-last year it was replenishing tiring camera bodies/lenses and this season a laptop’s looking likely.

On the consumerables front, a sudden spike in tube munching amongst the fleet (Valve stem failure, rather than belted tyre casings not doing their stuff) has necessitated buying in of fresh stock and I might go the bulk purchase bargain route should opportunity present itself. Afterall, is there such a thing as too many when it comes to the humble butyl inner tube?

Speaking of which, replacing its ailing UN52 signalled time for a good wash and hard paste car waxing to purge grime and spray that, despite full length, portly mudguards never fails to accumulate around the fork blades, seat and chainstays. Cursory inspection also revealed a dragging cantilever arm and fraying cable. But both demons were swiftly defeated with a quick squirt of water displacer, tweaking of cable tension and of course, some superglue.     

Dwindling daylight has revealed the limitations of the more powerful commuter plus 200lumen lamps with integral rechargeable li-on cells. Sure, they’ll keep pace with the suburbs and are perfectly adequate in the “being seen” sense but don’t cajole oncoming drivers into dipping their main beams.  Ergo the Magicshine and its previous, quirkier incarnation will become regular features, even if they sit on the lower 450 lumen setting, delivering Audax friendly six hour run times from a single charge.

Hold the front page! I've just landed this Exposure Revo dynamo headlamp. Designed as an integrated system with the UK marque's range of hubs and rear plug in lamps, it belts out a phenomenal eight hundred lumens with nominal effort.

Ours has behaved impeccably with an Ultegra dynohub, delivering the sort of crisp, flicker free illumination perfect for navigating unlit rural backwaters at thirty and less challenging singletrack to around twenty. Oncoming SUVs dip their headlamps at around three hundred and fifty metres and some drivers even stop!

Stand light technology means the lamp remains lit for up to ten minutes when stationary coming back on stream with a quick nudge of the front wheel. Suffice to say I'm completely smitten! 

Coupling this with my previous commentary on the importance of effective rider-specific illumination has me researching suitable options for the trailer.

Just when I was about to launch into rocking horse/hens’ teeth analogies, along comes Fibre Flare with their range, which looks to offer the perfect blend of surface area, output and rubberised mounting hardware.

They’re offering two mini front models designed to bolster peripheral prowess and I’m visualising three originals lain horizontally at the rear and shotgun on the side rails with two miniature white models positioned vertically at the front, thus completing the flight path runway/grotto effect handsomely.

UK law only prescribes a single, rear light but in my view, it’s insufficient and inviting a SMIDSY moment when leaving junctions. Most drivers will not be factoring in a coupling, especially those piloting lowered Saxo with thumping base and big can announcing their distinct lack of virility …

  

Nothing came of approaching that local publisher with my series of short children’s fiction but undeterred, preliminary discussions with another small scale company looks a little more promising, albeit tempered with a level spoonful of realism. Afterall, feedback of all kinds, not just the pretty stuff is how we progress, develop and improve-if we really want to.