Why is it that the combination of knobblies and single speed has me riding like a teenager?
Yesterday I'd gone out exploring with some 'cross tyres on, and then was too lazy to swap them for the (train assisted) commute today. So, tyres whirring away, I attacked the Swindon streets and cycle lanes. It was dodging around barriers and taking the odd, semi-legit detour across dirt paths. With softish, 'crossing-type pressure the bike felt unstoppable. I found myself flying off pavements, hopping obstacles. Just riding for the love of it.
Perhaps I usually take myself too seriously. Or perhaps, now recovering from a my crisis, I'm starting to find myself again.
But enough self serving nonsense - what about Such Bikes?
The crisis has put the boot in, and Andy and I are trying to work out what to do next. But I'm really keen to get moving with this even if it is perhaps only framesets on a built to order.
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