I’ve still got two frames that are ready to be built up, so all’s not lost after the break in last week.
I’m missing some components to finish building them up. so they’re not quite ready yet.
I’m busy working on the replacements to those bikes that have been stolen.
Not quite finished working out the details, but the plan is for:
a road singlespeed, it’s a perfect commuting bike I think. It’s cheap to build up as a show bike. Nice and light as well.
another Randonneur, intended for gravel, the other was biased to asphalt. so 650b, not 700c. Not sure if IGH or 2×10.
a cruiser, my green 1963 cruiser will be brought bang up to date,by going on a serious diet and increasing torsional resistance, hopefully without losing the style.SS most probl.
another 29er, the bags Scott from porcelain rocket made for me were off the bikes as I was working on them, so the 27.5 backpacker and the 29er will morph into something that is much more versatile. The system works, and I’ll be able to refine it after having ridden the other.
an extreme mtb, I’ve been thinking about this for a while, it’s clear in my head.
A 24″ cruiser,Either race or park bike. probably a mix of the two. I think it makes sense for what I can do in steel.
longer away, but have some ideas for a mixed medium TT bike.
road signature bike.
I remember the first bike I bought here in Barcelona, it got stolen after two weeks.
All my coworkers sucked their teeth and said I was stupid for having spent ‘so much money’ about 450e, all in, ten years ago nearly, on a bicycle.
I don’t like that kind of thinking. I don’t like living in fear.
So I went out and bought another bike, it cost twice as much. I cut down on everything I could to pay for it.
It was better, but not good.
I sold it and bought another, brought my road bike from Italy, bought another, then another, sold one, went on to own ten bikes.
Now I’m a framebuilder, and I have a bikeshop.
I’ve had four bikes stolen.
Great, I’m going to build eight.
And they’ll be twice as fucking good. At least.
So, yes, delays. so yes, even more overtime on the overtime I’m already working.
Virtus probata florescit.
That’s latin for, through trials, your virtue flourishes.
I find comfort in quotes, it’s other’s experience and hope, and faith and valour.
Those few words that have been repeated by men and women for a long time.
People that have gone through just as much shit as I have, probably more.
I say these things to myself because I believe in them.
I say these things because it helps me hold on when the world turns dark.
Because it does. It turns black, very black indeed.
I accept the darkness. It’s no stranger.
When you’ve given up the ghost, everything follows with dead certainty, even in the midst of chaos.
That’s how Henry Miller, in Tropic of capricorn says the same thing.
It’s like picking a line, on a mtb, dedication is half the strategy. or seeing a gap in traffic, jumping to draft a lorry on the road bike.Hitting a berm, a wheelie drop off a wall. It’s not hard. What’s hard is believing you can.
That’s all it is.
And when, not if, when it goes wrong, getting up again.
Because this is Revanche, not Unicorns and Rainbows (bike co).
If something goes wrong I won’t sit down and cry.
When something goes wrong I have to get up and get back on ASAP.
So I’ll get on with gettin on.
No complaints, just work.
No more blogging quotas, if I’ve got something to say it, I’ll say it, but for the day to day look at my instagram,no more funny bikes, no more fucking about.
Work, good work and lots of it.
Or as Jason says;
If there’s a way out it’s step by step through the dark.
That’s my Revanche.
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