Pest from the West

No, not that one.Tthankfully, after several years, she appears to have finally accepted her approaches are unwelcome, and non-reciprocal.

 

Serial, uninterrupted monogamy is, in my experience, often practiced by those who don’t want to work on themselves. Moving from one partner, without taking stock and investing in yourself, is an avoidance strategy.

Each relationship inevitably fails because the other, unwitting party cannot fix them. So, they move to the next and this cyclical shift perpetuates. A complete waste of time, emotional and monetary reserves. We all have our lessons to learn. Some choose not to.

I am referring to the persistently wet/windy weather front. One that has compelled me to tolerate a filthy fleet. On the flip side, during drier spells, let alone brief periods of sunlight, I’ve been testing the mettle of assorted bike washes.   

Crankalicious ceramic chain lube arrived at SDC HQ and was passed to Steve, esteemed co-editor and touring aficionado. However, the fixed’s links looking distinctly thirsty, prompting the introduction of some Finish Line Ceramic Wet. I’m reasoning this will be an interesting comparator and in ideal testing conditions.

Bucking the trend for curing periods, both are pour, wipe and scoot off, which is welcome when time’s not on your side. Elsewhere the SKS lube your chain formula is also going strong, 180 harsh miles hence. It looks a filthy, congealed mess but I’m assured this is locked in the top layer and not chewing components.

The Schwalbe Active Winter https://www.sevendaycyclist.com/schwalbe-winter-spiked-tyre  remained in situ on the Univega, given further snow was forecast. I wanted the option of getting some miles in, regardless. https://www.facebook.com/Sevendaycyclistmagazine/posts/1863791363651786?notif_id=1521379387031484&notif_t=page_post_reaction&ref=notif  Another title I freelance for, have sent me these Panaracer T-Serv PT Folding 700x32C.

Vee rubber have also sent me their 700x32 Zilent and and their 42mm Baldy. Will be interesting to see how the latter compare, speed-wise with Maxxis Roamer https://www.sevendaycyclist.com/maxxis-roamer-tyres  

These, as their name implies; are aimed at the urban market Soma Shikoro https://www.sevendaycyclist.com/s , are my favourite big(ish) section all-rounders Quick acceleration, smooth passage over lumpy sections, at 464g apiece, they’re a little heavier than the Panaracer (As you’d expect. However, they’re also made, under licence, by them).

Over the years, I’ve hustled around the capital on everything from 20mm to 2.1 inch, generally settling for 26x1.5 (or thereabouts) due to their balance of speed, comfort and control across badly surfaced, glass strewn tarmac. Otherwise; 32mm was my default for touring and general road biased riding.

It was also the biggest section many 80’s touring bikes could swallow without fouling; or forgoing full length chrome plastic mudguards. Personally, I’m happy to leave fag paper clearances and toe clip overlap in the dim and thankfully distant past.  

With this in mind; there are some frames, components and other, unrelated objects I’d like to own from this and other eras. At the right price… Some would argue that Nostalgia’s true power is the commodification of emotions, those we attach to objects.

Subjectively, a MK III Norton Commando is a nice motorcycle. However, its outclassed, totally eclipsed by modern machines. Therefore, I wouldn’t entertain the £20,000 “market value”, nor would I’d pay fancy prices for air cooled type 1, 2 and 3 VW cars.  Yes, I am fond of them but regard these things as working vehicles, not museum pieces. The same applies to my 1991 road bike, aka “The Teenage Dream”.

A fair-weather machine but a bike ridden in fair weather, nonetheless. It’s fun to ride yes, there’s a deep sentimental bond and no I wouldn’t willing   part with it. That aside; I certainly wouldn’t pay some of the prices I’ve seen comparable machines being offered for.

Another, arguably more positive/optimistic account of nostalgia, is that it (according to Sedikides and Wildschunt) “Is shown to be both a driver of empathy and social connectedness, and a potent, internal antidote for loneliness and alienation”.

Indeed, Sedikides suggests nostalgia is the “perfect internal politician, connecting the past with the present, pointing optimistically to the future”. Whatever your particular perspective may be, its food for thought. I’ll leave you with a few shots from my booking with Louise, a delightful ballet/dance and lingerie model.

Festival of light

So long as bike(s) and rider are properly dressed, weather presents no barrier to serious fun. Autumn has swept in stealthily, its slimy cocktail replacing the rich vibrant auburn colours. Thankfully, it was accompanied by Diwali and a steady trickle of kit designed for this much maligned cluster of months. Talking of which, that sorry looking Specialized Rock Hopper has just been transformed-cream powder coat with fresh decals sealed under 2pac lacquer.

I’ve got a thing for blinkies ever since I acquired my first back in November 1992.

Plug in Integral lithium ion/polymer cells are almost default and while undeniably convenient, not to mention frugal compared with cost of running AA/A, they aren’t perfect for all occasions.

AA/A types remain better options for touring, dusk ‘till dawn night rides and those who don’t clock in at a keyboard. Run times can be 30-60hrs plus in flashing, Ni-Cd rechargeables keep costs to a minimum and disposables are pretty ubiquitous-off-licences, supermarkets, petrol stations usually keep healthy stocks.  This I Zone Curve 2 rear light is a particularly nice, inexpensive example.

Firepower has always been a popular selling point but rather like our humble bar mounted computers, our blinkies are positively bristling with different modes-some retina tickling, others that sip reserves, sequences designed to solicit attention in different contexts the list continues. Lowest common denominator, we only need two modes-steady and flashing and our bikes, a single, fixed gear of 72inches...        

COB (Chips on Board) technology, which enables colonies of tiny diodes to occupy the same space seem quite popular this season. Theoretically this combines optimal output, while preventing diodes and circuitry overheating so they can fulfil their true potential and reach ripe old ages.

High power headlamps are another justly popular choice for navigating dark roads and another technology I embraced with both arms back in the late 1990s. Back then, we were talking in terms of £200 10 and 25 watts and lead acid batteries that induced hernias.

Smart used to offer some nice cheap n’ cheerful versions for commuting- I had the cute-looking twin lamp complete with slightly whippy bracket and a CNC machined 10 watt flood version, which was surprisingly bright but not obviously, not particularly helpful for picking out the detail.

Competition and economies of scale have seen prices crash and with box fresh 1800 lumen grey (unofficial) imports offered on auction sites for as little as £18, its easy to see why they’ve become default, even for road riding.  

However, aside from the potential risks-lower quality chargers and exploding cells being popular discussions on forums; these are often limited to three modes. Full blast; standard (50/60%) both of which is way too much fire power for built up districts.

Better (read more expensive) models allow more progressive stair casing, so you can charge along abandoned backwaters at full pelt but click down to something suitable for city limits when required.

Battery slurpage is slower, so you can play out longer and oncoming traffic doesn’t get dazzled. Something like this Oxford X pro is another option for town and suburban runs, either on its own or as a tempered side-kick to your big gun.

Nicely made from rugged CNC machined aluminium, it’s another “lolly stick” plug in model that fuels up from your USB, or mains adaptor. Top whack is reputedly 300lumens but the lens casts a very pure, focused pool of light, which has coped surprisingly well in short haul semi-rural contexts to around 17mph.

Prodding down for economy is easily achieved, even in gloved hands courtesy of a positive centre-mounted switch but there’s no danger of the dreaded dazzle and other traffic still takes notice at around 200 metres.

Flashing is the lowest setting and if you were purely looking to remain conspicuous, 300-400metres isn’t unrealistic and the centre window allows decent peripheral bleed too, so you should remain firmly on the radar when entering the flow of traffic.       

Short days with low light have been presenting some photographic challenges but considerably more rewarding than the calibre of temporary work being offered. Unfortunately, this is going to remain part of my economic diet while I nurture sapling projects, build brand presence and purchase more equipment.

Several agencies have been in touch, some interested in my journalism specific skill-set, others looking to fill housing roles. Pragmatism is a basic pre-requisite for freelancers and indeed, people generally in a volatile economy.

Therefore biting the hand that offers potential work, let alone feeds you is always foolhardy. Recruitment is sales driven and experience enables one to see through the patter. No shortage of people complimenting me on my versatility but with notable exceptions, this hasn’t been reflected in the assignments offered.

Thankfully the standard of applicants for Seven Day Cyclist has been refreshingly high, although we’re whittling them down to a handful and will interview at our earliest convenience. 

It Shouldn't Happen To A Photographer

 

“Riiiiip; Oh-no!” isn’t the most auspicious starts to a wedding, even if it strikes within the privacy of a bathroom. Mercifully, my salwar Kameez (Indian suit) trousers had only succumbed to a very slight and unrevealing tear, which was easily hidden (along with my blushes) by the long flowing gown.

No further wardrobe; or photographic malfunction struck during the four days of celebration and I virtually filled a16gb card to capacity.  The bride graciously agreed to some candid shots being posted here and on my photographic site. www.stenningphotographic.com

October 25^th also signalled the end of British Summer Time (BST) and being something of a night owl, I was delighted by an abundance of blinkies/related equipment sent for my testing pleasure from various editors and distributors.

Courier was very quick to compliment me on the weatherproof canvas commission and unusually, keen to talk cameras. He seemed to have a genuine appreciation of their mechanics too; which is heartening given widespread perception that photography is merely a question of pointing and shooting.

“What camera is that? Takes good photos mate!” Hmm, nothing to do with understanding of light, control of aperture, ISO and shutter speed, or the ability to spot a pivotal moment/ expression then... 

The Teenage Dream is one of those framesets typical of small scale builders during the early 1990s. I am of course referring to the practice of adding eyeletted dropouts-without altering geometry one iota. This permitted the same frames to be marketed as winter/trainers.

Consumer appeal was obvious too-a really spirited frame that would induce massive ear to ear grins, while still managing mudguards and 23-25mm section rubber… Aside from the legendary Salmon Profile models, persuading the narrowest of full length chrome plastics to fit without binding required patience and considerable ingenuity

Thankfully its lowlier cro-moly sibling (built the following year from a hotch potch of components swapped or salvaged from a recently deceased fixed gear conversion) was more accommodating...

Fast forward 23 years and these arrived from Widget. Being able to slide the front through said bike’s aero fork crown and tight rear triangle while still maintaining enough gap for 25mm tyres induce a state of delirium.

That said; fitment still demanded painstaking precision and minute adjustment. Pruning the stays by matter of millimetres at each point was the only means of maintaining this delicate equilibrium.

We are firmly in fag paper territory with these 185tpi, 25mm Vee Rubber Rain Rubber. Operating pressures range between 100 and 145psi, so despite having a midi pump capable of delivering a genuine 100psi plus, I won’t be popping out without a Co2 inflator nestling in my back pocket.  These also fought back, registering a cool six on the struggle-o-meter.

Cajoling them aboard a very unremarkable set of MA2 hoops required the combined forces of three composite levers and dexterous digits. These were accompanied by the sort of primal grunting and panting more commonly associated with the final stages of labour.

My workshop tyre wand would’ve been the speediest solution but evaluating ease of re/mounting using standard fare was crucial given we’re most likely to flat by the roadside, miles from said labour saving gizmo. Initial impressions are of an extremely quick, supple tyre with leach like cornering prowess and  

Halloween probably wasn’t the best time to commence fettling and the spirits certainly seemed to be conspiring against me. First the Teenage Dream’s rear dual pivot calliper got the sulks; prompting a thorough strip, clean and refit. Next up, cable replacement. Having spliced a decent quality mid-range Jagwire housing to length, to my horror I’d run out of equivalent inners. 

Budget inner wires tend to be very serviceable, although have a tendency to stretch, hence I leave a couple of hours, overnight where possible before pulling through and finally guillotining with razor sharp snips. Alas, malevolent spirits intervened again and as I squeezed the Jagwire cutters decisively, those budget Bowden erupted ruinously-both times.

Not to be outdone, my Hudl2 tablet computer suddenly succumbed to charging failure-something supposedly linked to the recent software updates. In practical terms, this means ringing their customer helpline and hoping it can be rectified before the warrantee elapses in a few days…

Feeling decidedly jinxed, I cut my losses, popped the bike back on its hook, ordered some mid-range inners and fresh bar wrap. Felt the urge for a bargain basement rummage-some Bike Ribbon with a slightly unusual colour scheme. Nothing fired my imagination, so I settled on this wallet-friendly black Deda and decided I’d upgrade the venerable Cane Creek SC5 levers in favour of some Shimano 600 since opportunity presented.

Aside from a lighter action, their slender profiles are arguably more in keeping with the bike’s early 90’s flavour.  Well, with the Cinelli mini tri bars dressed in recycled Ritchey, time I was shortlisting some people.