Lee Cooper returned the Holdsworth’s forks. I’m delighted with the steerer extension and ahead conversion. The eagle-eyed will note it’s a slightly different shade of blue, but I like the subtle contrast, so it’s staying. I’ve retrieved the XLC longer reach dual pivot calliper and then I’m ready to switch everything over, at my leisure- the Holdsworth is a sunny day’s plaything and presently enjoying seasonal hibernation. For now, they can sit in my office.
The plan is just to whip the Woodman’s lower cup from the Acor carbon unit and transplant it to the steel fork. At that point, I’ll thoroughly inspect the cheap but cheerful Acor and decide whether to keep or euthanise. I’ve sold older, branded forks with 6061 steerers and carbon blades in the past. However, on balance, I’ve concluded it’s not worth the hassle, or risk this time.
While on these missions, I also acquired another 1-inch Aheadset (an FSA) since these, or at least, decent-quality staples are getting trickier to find-at least at the right price. The blue anodised finish is another shade of blue but again, aesthetically compatible with the existing livery.
Famous last words, that’s the Holdworth’s revisions complete. I might port the Miche calliper over to the Teenage Dream as an upgrade to the budget but very serviceable Miche Performance unit but that can all wait- we’re slap bang in the middle of a stormy winter.
The ice relented but was replaced by storm Isha. Milder temperatures induced a switch back to the Halo Spin Doctor and Shimano Alfine Dynohub Shimano Alfine UR700 Hub Dynamo | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com) wheels shod with the Maxxis Ikon tyres Maxxis Ikon Tyres | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com). I also decided then was time to retire Ursula’s KMC chain. I managed 750 miles before it nudged .7 on the chain checker. Typically, I’ll get 1100-1300 miles so this should give an idea of how wet and generally grotty the past few months have been.
I have a love/hate relationship with magic links. On the one hand, they are very convenient (especially when you’ve the magic link pliers to hand. Note to self, must locate mine). Much of this arises from a lack of feeling in my index finger, which makes aligning the two parts fiddly-especially when it's bitterly cold. I manage, it's just a slower process.
While hunting the KMC magic link pliers, I rediscovered this Hyper Cracker cassette lockring tool. It basically turns the bike frame into a giant chain whip and allows roadside cassette removal, say when needing to replace a drive-side spoke mid-tour. Really nicely made and a pleasant resurrection. Wondered where that had got to.
Given things had thawed, I headed out on the fixed for some faster-paced fun. Thick mud carpeted the roads, and I was pleasantly surprised by their grip through some seriously slippery, gloopy stretches. Not quite in cyclocross, or Paris Roubaix territory but not a great deal of tarmac. Despite the low temperatures, these Castelli Entrata Thermal Bib Knickers are surprisingly comfortable Castelli Entrata Thermal Bib Knickers | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com)
As for the tugs, well, perhaps predictably, I’ve gone for another set of MKS NJS. Credit where it's due, the auction site specials were in fact of a decent quality. Problem being they were 10mm, which means they’d foul the chain. The non-drive side was a nice fit. In some respects, I’m annoyed- should’ve just gone for the MKS first time around but that’s the thing with auction sites, they’re a gamble. You can get an absolute bargain or buy cheap and buy twice.
I’m sticking with the Weldtite Ceramic WELDTITE CERAMIC LUBE | cycling-not-racing (sevendaycyclist.com) for now-at least until something seasonally appropriate arrives for testing. As defaults go, there’s a lot in its favour. It’s relatively clean for a middleweight and doesn’t wash off come the first puddle. The advantage over a more traditional, gloopy wet lube is that while it won’t hold back hell n’ high water, it won’t become such an effective grinding paste when grit, salt, mud and other contaminant litters the landscape.


The most recent dig in the ribs came courtesy of the Sun Race chain’s unexpected breakage. Thoughtfully (In common with recently documented punctures) it had the good grace to expire at journey’s end, some hundred metres from my front door-not the back of beyond. Much soul searching gave way to opportunity. Time to strip, replace and perhaps reconfigure the tubby tourer’s drivetrain. 
My MTB based crosser cum working bike was initially conceived with Modolo Morphus units that were tuneable for either Shimano or Campagnolo seven/eight speed configurations. Bought as a bundle (bars, levers & wrap) for sixty odd quid, modulation and feel were excellent, although shifts clunky by modern standards even with an LX mech STX crankset and 11-19 straight through block. Brifters have the obvious vulnerabilities in the event of a nasty tumble but since my purebred crosser manages just fine I’m looking forward to introducing a set of suitable Microshift. In common with similar emergent brands, performance and pricing are ear- to- ear grin impressive on a scale reminiscent of Kawasaki and Honda’s impact upon the all but defunct British motorcycle industry back in the mid1970s.
There’s two variants-double and triple and I’m wondering how the left lever will cope with the 42, 32,22 Alivio rings since Microshift recommends 52,42,30. In practice and with a smattering of blind faith I’m hoping some divine influence will look kindly upon this here world-weary journo and a’la Carte drivetrain. Enforced leave from variable gears, coupled with the picture postcard spring weather presented the ideal opportunity for long, steady, reflective outings aboard the Ilpompino. I could pontificate ad pretentious nauseam about the Zen-like qualities of fixed and its ability to lift one into a meditative state but this is all deeply passé’ hipster-speak and there’s been no requirement on my part to appease this particular mindset, whether it be cycling or unrelated politic. Cliché’ might be truth in a processed and deeply over-simplistic form but its an irritant and something to be avoided at all costs.