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Transition Bikes, eh? Never really paid the brand much mind until I saw this sweet little time-lapse vid of its TR250 slopestyle full-susser going together… have I just found Max’s next bike?

Still here…

April 2, 2012 — Leave a comment

… and the white Bianchi is still under a sheet. Tweaking the green Bianchi, though, recently installing a set of second-hand Ultegra 7900 levers/shifters. And while you *can* use the old-model brakes, you’ll soon realise the folly of your ways at the bottom of a long, fast descent. They stop fine around town, but the cable leverage ratio thing is all wrong for big power stops.

Front one went on fine, but the rear is, of course, another story… I trimmed off about 20mm of rear brake outer to make the new levers work correctly, but because of the alignment of Saturn with Jupiter, the waning of the crescent moon and me throwing a black cat through a mirror, that 20mm became oh-so important when installing the rear.

Now, given the c2c has internal cable routing, I’m going to have to run the gauntlet and run new housing through the top tube, a job that is fraught with unknowns. But I have a cunning plan…

Oh, and Writers Cramp nailed 40th possie in Open Men Sixes at the recent Mont 24 in Canberra. A good, cold, hot, sleepless, crashy, fun time was had by all.

From left; Deeley, Day, Robson, Watson, Smith, Davis, a Winnebago.

More Campag woes

February 13, 2012 — Leave a comment

A Park Tools Campag puller, yesterday

Seriously… this whole Campag crank thing is doing my head in. It’s almost the end of February, and STILL I can’t get the damn things off my new Bianchi frame. I actually found myself looking for the carbon saw the other day. It still may come to that…

To recap, I’m having some dramas with a new road bike build, but I could have sworn that there was light at the end of bottom bracket shell. My small, bespoke, expensive Campag tool arrived from the UK a couple of weeks ago, supplemented by a hack-handed car-spec bearing puller. Which didn’t fit. Back to shop, swap it, back to my workshop. Two minutes, I think to myself, mentally working out a ride route for the afternoon, two minutes and these damn cranks’ll be in the eBay box.

Not even close.

Despite milling up a protectve plastic sleeve and taking the utmost care, I still managed to carve off a sliver of carbon fibre from the back of the arm. It won’t hurt the crank’s functionality, but by the living Lord Harry did it piss me off.

If there’s a worse piece of design in the bike world, I’m yet to see it. Not only do you need a bulky, blunt, dim-witted car tool to take off the left-side crank, but you need a very particular bulky, blunt, dim-witted car tool to affect the removal. There is, of course, an elegant solution from Park Tools (above) but, somewhat inexplicably, another bespoke Park Tool is required to make it all work. What. The. Hell.

So, what to do? I’ve ordered another bearing puller and will hope beyond hope I can make it work. I simply can’t justify another $200 (at least) to buy a set of single-use tools to service a brand that I now detest.

What’s that? Why don’t I just use the cranks? I like my compact gearing, unfortunately. I may give them a spin just to get this gorgeous project moving, but at this rate, I’d rather douse them in accelerant and cackle manically as they dissolve in little clouds of carbon.

Won’t stay long… I’ve disposed of the chores, the world has dried out after 342 consecutive rainy days – I’m not making that up – and I’m keen to get out on the road again.

Quick updates; I’m still not training properly. The new job has finally settled down, though, so I’m up to the gym this week. I am. My last ride was 50km two weeks ago, and that’s just not going to be enough, especially seeing as how I’ve entered the Tathra MTB Enduro in April…

I’ve finally received the tool to get Project Bianchi II under way (a small alloy plug no bigger in diameter than a 10c piece? That’ll be $50 including postage, sir), but of course, I’ve picked up the wrong kind of bearing puller to complement it. Back to the Supercheap Auto I go…

And Max is back into the swing of the BMX season, with his first State Open at Liverpool tomorrow. Longer cranks, lighter wheels, harder gearing – might push him towards the front of the Ten Boys…

Finally, my vid of the week…

Saturday 14 January

KM: 29 and a bit

Bike: C2C

Jersey: Skoda

Time started: 0844

Time I should have started: 0700

Time home: 1000

Time ridden: Not long enough

Weather: moist and grimy

Smell: industrial rainforest

Coffee: Wanted a macchiato at Chickos kiosk in town but ran out of time

Soundtrack: Screaming Trees, Dust, Them Crooked Vultures, Them Crooked Vultures

Enjoyed: coming home

Didn’t enjoy: much at all

I want to change: my attitude

Late to bed again. A rotten night’s sleep. Pretty irky day outside. Under time pressure. And so I choked. Straight-up, lay-down piked out of my training plan for the morning. All I wanted to do was to push through last week’s okay effort, and make up for not having done squat all week (again). But no.

And having a guy on an old Repco, carrying a six-pack of VB on his bars, blow by you and stay ahead – now that’s encouraging.

Even now, after a shower and a sit-down, I’m still feeling pretty damn average, so maybe today was never meant to be. But that’s just it at the moment – I have to make hay with the days I do have, because I have less and less of them. My new job is cool, but it’s ramped up pretty hard pretty quickly, and I’m avoiding the gym like I’ll avoid the remake of Young Talent Time.

I did, however, print out Mark Fenner’s Mont 10-week training plan last night which, somewhat fortuitously, I can start on Monday and still finish in time for the Mont. It looks pretty hardcore, but I’ll study it today, divide it up and diarise the hell out of the next couple of weeks.

In fact, I think today will be a low-key day. I need to reboot…

Damn Italians…

January 10, 2012 — 3 Comments

So I’ve got a new project build on the stand – this most lovely Bianchi Mono-Q Reparto Corse, made in Italy in 2009 and procured from the Bay of E just before Christmas. It’s the same dimensions as my beloved 57cm C2C, just a nick tighter in the front end and a mite lighter. And it looks hot. Hot.

Early in the ‘what bits does it get deserve?’ self-argument, I’d ruled out the need for Dura Ace – let’s face it, it’s pure self-indulgence for someone barely covering 5000km a year – and I wasn’t sufficiently enamored by my time with Ultegra Di2 that I’d pay Dura Ace money for it. It’s shifting, Jim, but it’s not as intuitive as we know it. And it’s really monkey’s-arse ugly when it’s bolted on the bike, too, especially the rear mech. Ask me about it and I’ll tell you more…

SRAM? No experience with it, and I’ve recently de-SRAM’d the mountain bike fleet. Horror stories about goofy front shifting, plus a rumour that the whole shooting match will be updated soon, sealed its fate.

Which leaves two options, and one is Campagnolo.

I’ve never had cause to run Campag on anything, ever. I’ve just never been a big enough road fiend to tap into the legend (though I’d love to get a genuine peanut butter wrench some day, to go with my Chris King coffee tamper and Park Tools pizza cutter in my imaginary bike kitchen). I did search through a few groups to get a handle on cost… but I’d then be forced to adopt yet another set of fitment standards at a time when I’m doing my damndest to shed myself of them. Shimano may well follow Campag’s long lead and go 11-speed this year, but I won’t be.

The less disinterested among you may have noticed a set of Centaur Carbon cranks on my new toy – they would be on eBay now, but for the singular lack of sense of behalf of the Italians, who decided that adding a self-extracting bolt to their BB axle set-up was far too complicated. Hell, they’ve only been around for at least 25 years.

As a result, their removal requires the purchase of a $50 tiny plug tool that magically appears in this video for precisely three seconds before disappearing, a 12mm Allen key and an automotive bearing press tool. That I’ll need to modify. And hope it doesn’t ruin the cranks. Arrivederci, Campagnolo…

So, what’s left in the world of groupsets? Stay tuned to find out…

And she knows what a chocolate foot is…

So begins 2012

January 6, 2012 — Leave a comment

The amount of bullshit I put myself through each time I chamois up frustrates me immensely.

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WHY BLOG? Why not? I’ve been doing this writing thing for a sod of a long time, and sometimes I’d like to write a bit and not worry about how many cents a word I’m getting for it. I’m also going to share stuff that I like with all three people who end up reading it. Don’t like it? Go watch a Bieber video, clown.

JUST SAW the Senna doco tonight. I’ve done my share of reading about Ayrton Senna de Silva over the years, and he’s come up pretty sweetly in this mostly well-made piece. The archival footage is truly terrific, though screwing the soundtrack up in a few spots my my teeth twinge. His first win in Brazil in 1990 – his car was jammed in sixth for the last six laps, so why lay over a soundtrack of a car shifting gears? Duh, just clanky and lazy.

Minor quibbles, though – it’s a moving tribute to a truly remarkable human being who was taken away suddenly and brutally on an unfathomable weekend of carnage. You couldn’t even imagine being at Imola on that weekend – Roland Ratzenberger’s death, Rubens Barichello’s insanely massive shunt, the crash off the startline… just one of those moments in time that you can’t explain…

http://youtu.be/VxOk1R2A6RQ&w=425&h=380