Showing posts with label Riots. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Riots. Show all posts

Monday, 19 August 2024

Timing, Resilience, Repairs & Riding


 










Opportunity presented, so I finally managed to prep and box Ursula ready for sending to Winston Vaz for repair, modernisation and refinishing. Watching the tracking service left me feeling distinctly nervous, given nothing seemed to be happening. However, it was insured and at this stage, beyond my control. Winston advised it had arrived safely on the Friday morning, which was a very welcome relief.   

There has been a lot of change in 2024, and I alternate between academic fascination and a pronounced sense of alarm. The political climate and a pronounced lurch to the right is seeing the more extreme, popularism taking its lead from the Nazi playbook in 1930s Germany. At its simplest, the way to defeat popularism is by improving people’s quality of life so those who would sow division, misinformation, and hate for their own ends have little platform.  

I was heartened to see communities coming together, fighting back against those who had come to cause destruction and distress. Those claiming to know their country and “fighting” for a mythical England that never existed were ignorant enough to bring their brand of hatred and destruction to Liverpool. An area with a long and rich history of diversity and resistance. Bring trouble and the discord will be very palpable.  

I fear the far right, dare I say, fascists within the UK will turn their hatred towards settled migrant communities. Those who have come from Africa, the Carribean, the Indian subcontinent lived peacefully, worked incredibly hard and made hugely positive contributions, for several generations.   

I’m described as a quiet soul many commenting that they wouldn’t play poker with me. True on both counts. Nonetheless, people have always fascinated me. Someone recently looked me in the eye and asked, “Are you tough?”  I paused for a moment and replied, “resilient”  

There has been a narrative doing the rounds for some time about the need for men to “open up”.  Great, so long as men aren’t misguided enough to try it. I my experience, those that do are shunned and/or mocked. I have a small but permanent disconnect from the civilian world, an innocence permanently lost. There are other, darker episodes from my early adulthood, worked through and largely consigned to the vaults of history. Most people are completely unaware and will remain so. 

I will nod along to the confiding narrative, while staying sensibly silent, hop on a bike and purge my internal demons on the roads or trails. Fittingly, I spotted a new byway to explore on Denise, while on a road closed deviation aboard the Holdworth. The following day, on the return loop of an outing aboard Denise, curiosity got the better of me.  

The concrete section ran for around half a mile (0.8km) and reminiscent of an airfield, this gave way to green lane, where Denise’s Maxxis Maxxis Ravager TR Tyres | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com) and WTB pairing were in their element, providing a great balance of speed, traction and compliance. To the left was clearly signposted as private land but ahead, the trail seemed to continue for two miles or so.  

Deadlines and similar meant these would need to be explore another day so I headed back along the dry, dusty track and ultimately whizzed back home along the lanes, vowing to return.   

The following day, I did and discovered one fork led to an active airfield and took the other route, which was green lane leading to a busy A road. There were other paths but as before, playtime was nearing an end. Homeward bound. Having returned, I took the opportunity check chain health .5, which probably means another month’s riding before I pension off.  

I also decided to give some of Ursula’s drivetrain, specifically the aheadset, bottom bracket and forks a deep clean using the NZero Degreaser. It’s proving a highly effective formula that will gobble relatively stubborn petrochemical products, including greases and my home brewed, “Hillbilly Waxoyl”.  

Slower than some perhaps and I left the Tiagra rear mech marinating overnight-since now was the time, but I’d sooner that over caustic formulas that will chomp seals, scar composites and generally ruin expensive components. I’ve  

Since Ursula’s refurbishment includes a rear disc brake upgrade, I also took this opportunity to switch the left Tektro RL340 lever for an RL520 and to find the TRP HY-RD calliper, mounts etc. I’m not planning to change much, since components are replaced regularly and most here, relatively new. I also discovered a Clarks CMD22 calliper. This is a dual-piston cable operated model, like TRP SPYRE. Hmm... 

I may substitute the Stronglight Aheadset for an FSA I have in stock, and I’ll go for a new 10speed bar con, but otherwise, save for the upgrades, and a better rear mudguard, it’ll be a question of new consumables- cables, chain, possibly some new bar tape and a saddle swap. 

Talking of which, Cycology has sent me their 8 Days Cycling gloves, which are what most of us would consider a mitt with the 8-day pattern, which matches both Ursula and the Holdsworth’s bar wrapPadding is foam, relatively thick but without being bulbus like some gels can. By contrast, the “Life behind bars” full-finger mtb gloves, which have a single layer synthetic leather palm but no official padding.  

This is apparently for optimal feel and control, so will be interesting to see how well they protect against vibration and similar discomfort, especially on longer rides. That said; some padding can induce precisely the discomfort they supposedly alleviate. As ever, miles will tell- one way or another. Meantime, here’s my review of the CycPlus AS2 PRO MAX E Pump CycPlus AS2 Pro Max E.Pump | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com) 

 

 

Monday, 15 August 2011

Riot & Revolution

Unless you've been living in some muddy backwater, starved of Internet or similar modern communications, most will be aware of the "rioting" which spread like wildfire across the UK's major cities. Debate rages along two overtly simplistic models-"system" (instigated by poverty and neglect) or mindless criminality induced by morally bankrupt "youth". In reality, academic/moral arguments are overridden by devastation on unprecedented levels for many people. Cyclists and cycle retailers were sadly, if perhaps predictably targeted because of high and easy resale values. Participants in the frenzied chaos could simply hop aboard and sprint away into the night with no thought to the feelings of their rightful owners but then thieves lack the basic values of mercy, empathy and compassion. Rioting in response to colossal injustice(s) is one thing, wanton aggression and consumerist looting are quite another. The loss of stock, spiraling insurance premiums and cost of re-fitting can be ruinous-especially for already squeezed small businesses. While left and right of the political spectrum spout rhetoric, supporting your local bike shop and refusing to buy those suspiciously cheap Cannondale touted on eBay/street corner lock ups are small, simple but positive steps we can all take.

Gone are the days when budget shoes meant patent leather uppers that roasted feet within an inch of their lives and parted company with the sole at the first enthusiastic yank on the upstroke. Memories of mid-ride rest stops, being ushered through to the beer garden with our bikes by landladies only too happy to fetch washing up bowels of cold, refreshing water in which to soak our feet once we'd ordered a hearty meal and promised not to interact with families and similarly respectable patrons... Time RXT might retain the faux hides but sport plentiful mesh for consistent, cooling airflow while acres of Scotchlite detailing are perfect for extended summer playtimes or soldiering on through a dry December's gloom. Thermoformed footbeds are marketing speak for insoles that mould to the rider's feet but in fairness do so in a matter of rides and while hardly exotic, reinforced nylon soles promote excellent power transfer without painful hot spots and seem genuinely hospitable to most standard Look/SPDR pattern road cleats. Mesh is a double edged sword though and overshoes are a must in anything heavier than a passing shower. Twenty minutes and they're saturated, demanding eight hours at room temperature to resume an arid and wearable state.Continuing this theme of misty-eyed nostalgia come these rather fetching handlebar and stem from Genetic. Beautifully finished and modestly priced, they're supplied here in the UK by ison distribution and perfect for older road and touring bikes. Common to most contemporary quill types length is limited to either 80 or 100mm but meets the needs of most riders sitting either side of average. Standard (26.0) clamp diameters make sense but riders unable to part with their favourite 25.4s can use one of Nitto's high quality shims. Will Meister has some (http://www.hubjub.co.uk/)


So to something home grown-but definitely not herbal. This here's a titanium brake bolt designed so older framesets can enjoy the pleasures of dual pivot braking without the pain of drilling fork crowns and seat stay bridges. Made in Bristol from 6A14V (an alloy of titanium, aluminium and vanadium) it measures 73mm long and is cut to Shimano RX100, R450 &R650 patterns but also entertains some Tektro and Miche. Fitting is simply a matter of removing the OEM bolt and slotting the aftermarket model in place, remembering liberal licks of Ti paste to prevent galvanic corrosion-especially on daily drivers. Contrary to claims from clubroom oracles, excessive "whip" has been a moot point and I've not so much as lain tools to it in three weeks and 280 miles.


Elsewhere, the otherwise dependable Veloset computer seemed unduly affected by electrical interference.Replacing both head and sensor batteries restored reliable and consistent readings. The eagle eyed will note the return of my once grey Look pedals from 1991. This was in the interests of putting those Time RXT through their paces and rewarded with higher cadences, more efficient power transfer not to mention red faces as we hurtled past some dyed in the wool types despite hauling several kilos of kit in the mighty Knog Dry Dog pannier. However, just as soon as some Keo pattern cleats arrive, I'll opt for these Magnesium bodied Genetic, shaving a few grams and improving ground clearance into the bargain. Much as I like the cleanliness of wax type lubes, I'm running perilously low on White Lightning's Clean Ride but remain convinced there's a few similar types languishing somewhere in the garage. What they lose to wet types in staying power, self cleansing types won't turn to a cannibalistic grinding paste when things turn gloopy.


In amongst a wealth of tatty exotica arriving at Maldon Shotblasting and Powder Coating came this surprisingly sound Klein road frameset. Aside from some unavoidable little scrapes its original "Angry Custard" yellow livery seems remarkably well preserved. Not sure what the Klein's new clothes will be just yet but hopefully I'll return with a photo love story in the coming weeks...