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I ain't no gearest, yo.

Either it's awe: "O great rider who understands the mysteries of the gear..."
Or sometimes regret: "I wish I hadn't stripped the gears off all my bikes."
Or else fascination: "A nice bike. In London. And it's got gear. Huh?!"

1. The Hitler pic is a whopper. (Transl. from slightly drunk: "rather cool, thank you.")
   
2. It's hard not to get disheartened by the stern look or blatant dismissal from certain of the courier fraternity who look at me either as a petty fakenger/wannabe/loser when I nod cheerfully at them, or as though I'm checking them out, rather than being genuinely happy to see someone also spinning through a town by sheer force of will and legs alone, without none of them fancy gear-ish thingummies.
   
3. When I stare, it's usually because I can't tell (not the greatest eyes, these) whether that person coasting is on a single-speed (initial assumption: all sexy bikes must by default be fixies, or at least SS) or geared. Or I'm tired. Or grumpy. Or the last person that passed me was a dismissive, arrogant, nob.
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Saw a remarkably sexy thing chained up on Shoreditch High Street, near the corner with Old St. A bike that is, rather than a madam.
Bright orange frame, with baby blue bar grips on either some straight bars or wee risers, and shiny pink hubs.

Who's who's who's?!

(Grumpy as mine is no longer the most colourful bike on the roads of London...)
:(

Pistanator Dude and a chick coming from Oval into Brixton on Brixton Rd about 1.45ish on Sunday, both on fixies, he with white rubino's. I was cycling other way....

Fairly sure they'd be Mark and Anne, who live down in Brixton. Pretty sure he's lurking around on the site somewhere; so might she. Anne's bike's a sexy pink beasty: Colnago I do believe. And Mark's is a white & red conversion (kinda like a fake Peacemaker ducks). Think he's just bought some new, luverly track frame off ebay, so it coulda been that.

The chap at Trackstar in NY, was absolutely golden when I was there last weekend.

I've heard a couple of people moan about Zack's (?) off-handedishness, but I had no such issues.
The only issue was the amount of stuff I wanted to walk out with.
My wallet-guard (the gf) was thankfully on top form ("No you don't need four cycling caps. No you won't get 'round to selling excess copies of MASH." etc.)

mush 1x Toshi double white toe straps £45

Is that a pair, or something for the more monopedal cyclists out there?

If the former, what condition are they in? I have gold nuggets, and I'm not afraid to use 'em...

When I used to work at Two Floors, many moons ago, someone started stapling threatening bits of paper 'round by bike whenever I changed it outside what's now Tantra, or that railed rubbish area on the corner. Eventually some dude from above Tantra came out and yelled his head off at me. Fearing that he might key one of my beloved bikes I switched to locking it up on Ganton St, or Broadwick (where some prick pinched my back wheel after bothering to undo my lugnuts). Out of interest, anyone know what the deal is with cutting through locks like that is legally? Destruction of personal property, no?

The café on the corner of Wardour and Old Compton always moan that I'm not allowed to chain my bike to the lamppost outside. (I ignore them: public property?) Which brings me to those fucking posts on Brushfield St, near Brick Lane, with some horrendous sign by the East London Space Management Corporation, or summink, warning that bicycles chained to them will be removed & impounded. I mean, wtf?! Bikes take up almost no space, are environmentally friendly, and blah blah blah. Surely they should be trying to get more people on bikes, and rewarding those of us who don't drive everywhere. Bet they're in the TFL's pocket.

Sorry for kidnapping your rant, Cornelius. Haven't been in for a while, but Condor often do discounts on those Kryptonite mini jobbies, don't they? Not so cheap, but decent enough. Thinking about angle-grinding their fence yet? I know a guy...

^ +1

1. In a circumstance where any cyclist ever displays aggression or disrespect towards you, you shall ride up uncomfortably close to them and slap them in the face with your team issue gloves. (Which must be white).
   
   

Great. But I got bored after that.

hats for large-headed freaks please: 61-62, if I remember correctly. something gentlemanly would be rather splendid. and one of those snazzy flash numbers too. i'll even throw in some eternal love as a bonus. how water proff are they, btw?

Ha Cantelowes!
I learned to skate there, back in the days before the council pumped a laod of money into to make it prettier. Shame I can't skate for crap really otherwise I'd be back int he ol' hood faster than you can say skateordie really fast.

Roberto

...heavy panting...

If nobody minds, I might be up for +4ing that bad boy. Can confirm in a day or two.
I could even chuck some rum and/or tequila into the equation (occupational hazard).

My girlfriend stashes a shower cup under hers.
Saddle, that is.
Completes the quaint, sit-up-and-beg, older-than-school nuss of the Brooks.
(Personally I opt for the "ohfuckitsraining" mad dash out the door when I'm on mine)

I'm sure some of you googleophiles can no doubt russle up some, ahem, cool shower-caps...

andrewleitch86

I never did the BMX thing, so assumed their saddles were held to the bizarre fittingless posts by some kind of crazy black magic. Now I'm in with a chance of finishing spending more money on my bike.
Huzzah! (and, thank you.)

vic Mo shouting mo friends. Or soemthing

I try to test the water with a nice gentle "morning" or a nod or summink, but mostly get vague scowls from the courier brigade. Unless something stupid happens like almost running the red with two bicycops (aka 'pigs on wheels') sitting at it, or nearly being cab-fodder. In which case y'all are the friendliest lot in the world!

"Mo shouting mo friends." Anyone else foresee a London overwhelmed by confused pedestrians and hollering cyclists?

Don't BMX seatposts have wierd saddle fittings? Or none at all?
Wtf is with that?

You don't have a life insurance policy and a slightly disgruntled wife do you?

Anyone else got any input on the Rolls?
There's a sweet blue-ish one on ebay that would totally make my steed gagtastic.

Off topic (maybe I should start a new one: hmmm...)
Any ideas where to get an anodized seatpost in an awkward 25.4mm? Blue would rock, but red would do...?

For sheer indestructability (yes that's a word) armadillos are like riding with a circular tank wrapped around your rims.
A chap at Condor was all Gatoskins Gatorskins Gatorskins when I asked his input and after three punctures in six weeks I remain unconvinced.
That said, Armadillos are heavy, ugly, and perhaps not the grippiest buggers in the world. But skidding through all that kevlar is nothing if not a giggle.

Depending on the pics, those yellow ones sound sweet. & maybe the rainbow ones also, if they don't make me feel nauseous...
As usual I'm busy on Sun (I will come down & humiliate myself one day: I will I will I will), but am regularly 'twix Brick Lane & town...

Spotted at a Hallowe'en party in a quote members' bar unquote in Brixton last week:
One ever-smoking, purportedly photographing, skinny dude in a cap. A Billa, I do believe.
Small world.

How do the Contis hold up on the deathtrap, puncture-ridden streets of Nodnol?
Thinner than a 14 y.o. model on the catwalks of MIlan?

a parliament of rooks:
a trend of fixies?

Don't get the Selle Italia whatever you do. I've got one of their Max Flite jobbies & I only keep it because it's yellow. That said, the Italia was the most agonizing thing I've ever sat on. And I have a Brooks. And a skinny little "track" lump of saddle... IMO.