Saturday, January 9, 2016

A new bike for the Trailer Park Cyclist - Nashbar SS 29er disc

Happy 2016 Friends!

I have been working 1.5 jobs since October 1st with just a handful of days off in that time so my posting has been non-existent.  My Velo Brother the TPC has been even busier as a vampire carpenter, rebuilding steak houses by night and sleeping by day and pretending he doesn't blog anymore.  He has had time, however, to get a sweet new ride and asked me to post it for him last month and I am finally getting to it, so I will let him take it away.

Woke Up This Morning and I Grabbed Myself A Beer
Hey Ryan!  Man!  Apparently (and much to my dismay) I seem to have been born into a life of hard labor and travail; it is inescapable, it seems, that I must toil mightily from time to time to keep my shelves stocked with chain lube and inner tubes and rum and raw peanuts in the shell (trailer park trail mix) and also kibble for Miss Daisy and her wacky sidekick, Toby the Trouble Puppy.
we are innocent

How Long, O Lord?
I don’t get it.  I turned sixty last July and then, as though on schedule, I had some kind of half-assed heart attack on Labor Day weekend and spent three days in hospital finding out that I wasn’t going to die anytime soon as long as I quit drinking rum and beer and eating pizza and barbeque ribs and buckets of fire-house chili.  Right.  Like that’s gonna happen.

But I will admit (cue humble voice) it got my attention.  So I have moderated things a bit.  No rum on work nights and no more than four tall boys a night. I read the nutrition labels of the food I buy to check sodium content.  But when you live on the Road and seek sustenance mostly at 7-Eleven and saloons near the motel...well, you know.

Whatever the case,  I jumped back out there and like I said, I am working my ass off.  All this slavery has its rewards, though.  One such reward is a new bicycle.

Too Many Choices
I searched and pondered and dreamed and it went on and on and finally the Blonde said “Get off yer ass and buy a bicycle.  You deserve it.”  Now, having studied the merits off all things Surly and Salsa (really the only two brands I considered)  it dawned on me that, cheap bastard that I am, maybe something off-Broadway would suffice.  I was already all too familiar with Bikes Direct and after putting together Cromwell’s hybrid I was suitably impressed with BD’s quality.  But somehow I had stumbled across this single speed mountain bike over at Nashbar and I just couldn’t get it out of my head.  No matter where my dreams roamed, (and they roamed mightily over at the Salsa Fargo) I kept returning to this Nashbar…

It Ain’t A Story Without A Back Story
It all started a few years ago when my erstwhile son Beau left my vintage Marin Redwood unlocked behind a saloon on Flagler Avenue, our local pub crawl street.  Un-biked, I immediately went down to my friend Surfer Eddie’s pawn shop.  There was a pretty likely-looking little ‘91 Mongoose Alta sitting there and after a brief haggle she was mine.  In those days I still took my bicycles to the LBS for tire repair and I knew that the thing dangling off the rear wheel had something to do with changing gears, but my way was to find one comfortable gear and then leave it there.  I didn’t trust that dangling thing and I was quite content to leave well enough alone.  Then, later, thanks to the cacophony of all things internet,  I started learning a little about bicycles and through some mischance found myself lost in a weird neighborhood of bicycles with no gears or brakes that you could ride backwards and forwards and become one with your bicycle, whatever THAT means.

1996 Marin Redwood catalog shot

Simple Is As Simple Does
So I dove headfirst into all things single speed.  Florida, as I have been known to mention, is flat.  Who needs gears?  The fixed gear thing seemed a little spooky, but I couldn’t take my eyes off those converted bicycles.  They were sleek and clean and had chains that were different colors and every time I looked at my Mongoose I couldn’t help but notice that dangling thing, hanging there, dirty, greasy...the whole area around the rear, uh, sprockets(?) was dirty and greasy and I wanted it all to go away.  But how?

I won’t burden you with the dreadful process of the early days of my education of All Things Cycling.  It is a tale of woe and joy, wasted money and long, painful rides while I figured it out. It all took place during one of the most impoverished periods of my life and really, it seems like a lifetime ago.  In fact, it WAS a lifetime ago.  Because having emerged on the other side of all that ignorance was born a new old man who could ride like the wind and strip a bike blindfolded and put it back together so that it worked better than ever, most of the time.  I have tools and a work stand and an inventory of new and used bicycle parts that takes up more space than I can afford.

Chop Shop
What I did was take the little aluminum body Mongoose down to English Peter’s machine shop.  I brought along a piece of ¼ inch aluminum plate I had been toting around for years and I talked him into cutting off the dropouts on the back of the ‘goose and replacing them with ¼ inch track mounts. He was absolutely reluctant to do the job and made me promise not to kill him if everything went wrong and we were to lose the patient during the operation.  I did and he did and the bicycle lived.  I rode that new-old-bike all over the place and the converted ‘goose became my fun bike, my slow beer fetcher, my curb-hopping, alley-blasting kid’s bike.  I still have her.

Track dropouts

And Finally!
But I wanted disc brakes and I wanted a twenty-niner.

Nashbar 29er in Stock form

So, following the Blonde’s advice, I broke down and bought a new bike.  Not Surly and not Salsa, those dreams can wait for another day.  I bought that Nashbar single speed that I could not stop looking at online.  I craftily waited for a sale and got her for way under retail.  I pushed a “Place Order” key and just a few days later, there she was.  I put her together fast, not worrying about the re-lube process or any wheel truing issues.  I was after quick first impressions to confirm my suspicions and the need for new parts that I already had on standby in my Amazon Wish-list and other parts, originally purchased for Little Miss Dangerous, that I had in my parts stash.

A quick ride to the river showed that I was in fact correct about some things I had already surmised.  The (damned good) WTB knobbies had to go.  They were replaced with a set of two-inch Rubena street tires.  They look like Schwalbes and ride like Schwalbes (I guess) and cost a third of the price.  I chose the gray color after a lot of vacillation and finally just said “what the hell” and bought the colored tires.  I’m glad I did, although I think black would have looked pretty cool, too.
City slickers

The Bars
I don’t know why, but the steerer tube was pre-cut and pre-cut too short, at least for me.  Why?  I don’t know.  When I put together Cromwell’s Bikes Direct Motobecane, the steerer tube was cut on it also.  These bikes come almost fully assembled, and I suppose that the seller figures cutting a steerer tube is a little more mechanical than most casual riders are ready for.  But they cut it too short.  I could not get the handlebars level with the seat, needless to say my goal of slightly (one inch) above seat level.  So I went to Amazon and transferred the Origin 8 six inch (5 ½) riser bars, black alloy, from the wish list to the cart.  A pair of Ergon GP grips were the cherry on top.

I used a Ritchey stubby high-rise stem to get the bars a little higher;  the stubby factor makes her a bit more nimble and quick in the handling department.  It is noticeable.

New Handlebars with Sweet Ergon grips

Feets, Get Me Oughta Here
I didn’t even consider the stock pedals.  I never put them on.  I had a pair of low-end Wellgo platform pedals I had purchased for who-knows-what project (probably to boost a purchase package up to the $100 free shipping deal) and they went on right away.  I spend a lot of time standing on the pedals and this is a single speed, remember.  Pedal pressure is real and strong.  I’ll probably upgrade the pedals again...Velo Orange, for my birthday, maybe.  The Wellgo’s go well but what the hell?  A little bling is good for the soul, sometimes.

A fella can dream

Speaking of Bling…
Brooks B-17.  Again, the stock saddle never got mounted.  I knew without looking that whatever was on the bike straight from the seller would be crap.  Even if it wasn’t, there was never any doubt that the B-17 Imperial would go on the new bike. I have had this saddle for over a year, but due to work pressure and some damnable fear of trying to mount the NOS Sachs front derailleur and the NOS Shimano bar-end shifters onto Little Miss Dangerous (my famous ‘81 Schwinn SLT),
because of my unfathomable paranoia, Little Miss is entering her third (!) year of suspended animation and it is a source of nagging guilt made only worse by how much fun I have blasting around on the New Lady.
Brooks B.17 Imperial with custom lacing

But listen:   I recently did a Trailer Park Special lacing on the Brooks.  I was noticing, along about 500 miles, that the saddle seemed to be breaking in.  I looked into this, because I now have a coveted B-17 which makes me privy to the arcane and esoteric cabal that is all things Brooks, as in special ointments and weird practices involving mysterious methods of “getting it right” or expediting the “painful break-in period” which apparently takes anywhere from one to one-thousand miles to achieve.

Not me.  Like I said, at about the five hundred mile mark I started thinking about whether my saddle was breaking in or not and decided that yeah, I could feel some difference.  So I got off, mid-ride, and started pushing and prodding and flexing the sit-bones area and was mildly startled to see that strong pressure where the ischial tuberosities landed would cause the sides of the saddle to flare out considerably.  I didn’t like this.  It was my understanding that the leather seat would gradually soften and mold to fit the pointy parts of my ass, not that the saddle would deform and pancake and otherwise flatten into some amorphous shape that, while perhaps comfortable, would be cause for its early demise.  I want this saddle to last forever

So, after a hundred hours perusing saddle lacing stories on the forums and finding a hundred different opinions (and surprisingly little info from Brooks) I decided to Figure It Out Myself.
I bought a pair of 72” leather boot laces from the Winn Dixie hardware aisle and cross laced the saddle.  I was VERY careful not to pull the laces so tight that they deformed the original (unseated) shape of the saddle.  It was a lot like wheel tuning:  maintaining an even pressure across the lacing and leaving no slack.  It is my thinking that the leather laces will cause the saddle to retain its original shape while it molds to fit my butt, while at the same time, being leather just like the seat, they will offer still further suspension and flex.

It works.

The Future and Dreams of the Future
While dreaming about this bike it was always my plan to install an internal gear hub.  Which internal gear hub was not clear, but I knew that I wanted at least minimal gears while retaining the clean lines of the single speed.  Florida is flat, too be sure, but the wind does blow, ya know, in directions not always in the best interest of the cyclist.  As a spoiled American Male in the Land of Plenty I naturally took for granted that finding the wheel I wanted would be of little consequence.  I figured the hard part would be deciding WHICH internal gear wheel I wanted.
SA 3 speed hub cutaway courtesy of St. Sheldon the Brown

So imagine my surprise when, after getting all the other details dialed in, I went in search of a 29 inch disc-ready black internal gear wheel.  Apparently, they don’t exist.  Oh, there are HUBS aplenty, to be sure, but even these have questionable application and some come with shifters and some without shifters and some shifters work on this hub and some shifters work on that hub but it is, at least to me, something of a morass of doubt and fear.  I already got all the doubt and fear I need in life so for now, the New Bike will be single speed.  But those fat 29 inch tires (and the wind) cry out for at least one speed above the line and one speed below.  There must be some way out of this conundrum and I am happy in my search;  it is a source of joy to pursue the grail, to seek the One Bike and I will forever dedicate myself to the Riddle of the Wheels and the Holy Grail of the One Bicycle to Rule Them All.
It keeps me going, it does.  
Nashbar 29er TPC custom job

about town

29er vs 26er

yer pal, tj
Whispering Pines Trailer Park
December 2015

Monday, September 28, 2015

Early 1970s Motobecane Mirage

I got some good news at the end of this week, I got offered a new contract gig that should set me up for the next 8 months or so, which after months of looking was a relief.  Before I found that out I was looking for deals on bikes in need of some TLC that I could make some money on. I found this MB on Craigslist for about $30 which IMHO is a good starting point for a profitable turn around.

I placed this bike in the early 70s due to the simplex drive train and cottered crank.  I chuckled seeing the front derailleur was SunTour and mounted over a strip of bar tape.  Likely the original simplex plastic front derailleur failed as they are wont to do and since the French tubes are too skinny for a Japanese component the bar tape allows enough thickness to mount it to the MB frame.
not original equipment
The bike is complete, paint is in decent shape and it even has fenders and a rack and a non-working sidewall generator and lights.  I will probably strip all the lighting stuff off but I will save the generator and see if I can make it work, I've always wanted to try one.
sidewall generator
The bike also has some vestigial front speedometer wiring as well and since there is no speedo attached I don't see much point in keeping all that either.
somethings missing

lots of useless plastic
The plan for now is to clean this bike up replace the consumable that need to be replaced and turn it around quickly, but I have a few other projects in the queue to finish up first.

As always Ride.Smile.Repeat.

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Bike sale score 1980 Raleigh Rapide Ladies (Mixte)

I don't know about you but I have a tough time walking away from a used bike sale and bike works is a cool non profit I love to support, many of the bikes that grace these pages originated there, so of course I had to go.  I failed to get a picture of the selection but there were probably about 100 bikes out for sale, mostly old 10 speeds but some mountain bikes and maybe 30 frame only options.  I immediately gravitated to the 10 speed rack and I looked over a couple Peugeots but surface rust or lack or parts turned me away, I almost picked up a Peugeot just for the non standard but very nice Sun Tour power ratchet bar end shifters it sported but decided to move on.  I had also noticed that many of the bikes had 25-50% off tags on them and they were already fairly reasonably priced -a least by Craigslist standards.
my prize the Raleigh Rapide Mixte
After making a few rounds I zero'd on on a Raleigh Rapide Mixte as my top prospect.  Why among lots of bikes did I pick this one you ask?  Well let my take you through my thought process;

  • Sporting a 50% off tag Check - so this $65 bike was $32.50
  • Paint and decals in very good condition Check- the paint actually sparkled
  • No obvious issues Check - frame and fork appeared straight, it had all its parts, no surface rust
  • Extras? Fenders, Rack and Kickstand Check - nice for a city bike
  • Classic split tube mixte and not a single down-tube? Check

In addition to checking all the boxes above all the things I did not like about the bike are easy to change.  The bell is trashed - pretty sure I have a brass bell in the parts bin.
how do bells get this trashed!?
Saddle is faded and torn no worries I have a new WTB saddle in my parts bin I have been meaning to use on a project.
straight to the garbage with you
The foam grips are all dried out and I have never like that style, problem solved by the faux leather grips they were selling at check out for $1
out with the old
In with the new
The thing that bothered me most about this bike, and perhaps why no one else snatched it up, are the high rise bars.  I am sure they were much more functional than the original drops for the previous owner but to me they just don't look right, maybe its the deer antler quality but I know the bars are going.
that ain't right 
Fortunately I have done two previous mixte road drop bar to city bar conversions and I know exactly the bar I want.  It's cheap, made in the USA and is more in the "north road" style of the Raleigh 3-speed.
Wald 2.5 inch rise bar
I am not sure what it is about me and used bike swaps and semi-obscure Raleigh's.  When I went to the University of Washington's year end clear out two years ago I came away with a Raleigh Reliant for $5.  And todays it's a Raleigh Rapide, I did a little digging and found out it was the entry level 10 speed in their line up in 1980, nothing special but solids parts.
1980 Rapide Mixte Catalog shot
As I looked closer after deciding this bike was the one I noticed the nice mix  of Sun Tour drive train parts.
Power ratchet Stem shifters
Raleigh Branded rear derailleur
And even the fenders and rack were a cut above, the rack was Pletchser and even though the frame is made in Taiwan the fenders come from England.

This project won't be a frame up rehab and it also won't be a pump up the tires and wipe down the frame flip but something in-between.  I have been posting like a crazy man of late, hopefully my next post will actually be some bike work getting done.  

Until next time, Ride.Smile and repeat.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Co-Opting a Trailer Park Cyclist long reply as a Post

I miss the regular, or irregular, posts on the Trailer Park Cyclist blog, which is now on long term Sabbatical, so when Tim Joe was nice enough to stop by I decided to promote his comments to a post. His eloquent words my photos.

Ryan, I spent two years moping around this damn trailer park with no job other than fixing trailers for chump change. Were it not for the long nights spent shopping and dreaming on the interwebs I may have lost my mind. That and writing my blog not only helped me stay more-or-less sane but gave me a window into another world, poor but always riding and living a true bike-life. 
photo altered to protect identity

As you know I bought a nashbar 29er for a bangaround bike but have yet to get the damn thing running. There are several new bike paths opening up in our area and I may put the nash rambler (just thought that one up) on the back burner and go back to getting little miss dialed in. I was building her specifically for those paths; in another year or so one should be able to pedal all over florida on dedicated bike trails.
NB 29er SS

The reason I mention the nashbar is that Bikes Direct has a Motobecane with a nexus 8 on the same platform as that bike I put together for Cromwell awhile back.
Motobecane city bike

I know what you are thinking, but you said schwinn so motobecane is just as valid. Aluminum frame (which I kinda like) and rim brakes. Perhaps the low price balances the lack of panache? I don't know. 

I am WAY over rehabing old bikes. Little Miss has enough $$$ in her right now to have put me on a Rivendell. Maybe. Almost. I think my Grail Bike is a Waterford, the sad tale of the Schwinn brand drives me crazy.
Waterford Lug

My first bike was a schwinn, of course, as is Little Miss. The bike shop where I purchased my first stingray back in '62 was called Gilles Schwinn Cyclery. At one time in America the word Schwinn was practically a generic term for bicycle, like Kleenex was for facial tissue. It breaks my heart, it does. So many venerable icons in this country/nation of ours have fallen prey to the Junk Man that we have, I think, lost part of our collective soul as a people.

Speaking of broken hearts, I had a heart attack last Friday and spent Labor Day weekend hooked up to all manner of hoses and electrodes and being x-rayed and EKG'd and I don't know how bad it was but they wouldn't let me get on the treadmill to prove I was OK. 

I'm OK now, sort of; I rode fifteen miles today and lived to tell the tale. But they have me taking medication that makes drinking alcohol a really bad idea so that is why I'm typing like a grown up. I'm sober. Good Lord...where does it all end?

15 miler

yer pal, 


Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Throwback commuters

So what do you do when you have been job searching for months and you still have no offer in hand? well you could bang your head against the wall.

Or as I like to do you can detach yourself from reality and plan for the purchase of a cool commuter bike for that job you don't have yet.  Now the facts that A) I need another bike like I need another hole in my head and B) I have no idea if my eventual job will even be bike commutable are just details that I am choosing to ignore right now.

I have developed a love of the English 3 speed and I even had one in my size as a project bike for a time (here) but I sold it on in part because I needed the $$ and in part because I realized in my hilly world with my level of fitness a 3 speed wouldn't really work.  However, thanks to the developments of later day IGH (internally geared hub) technology I can get a 7, 8 or even 11 speed IGH that should allow me to climb my local hills.  And in my recent search for the commuter of my dreams for that job I don't have yet I found a number of possibilities.  So on to the contenders.

Schwinn Brighton

The Schwinn Brighton (here) has the right look and it has an Nexus 8 speed rear hub to go with fenders, rear rack, kickstand small Chain ring (38t) and a classic chain guard.  I would want to put a Brooks saddle on it, a larger rear cog 22t rather than 19t for a lower granny gear,  and probably new pedals - MKS Sneaker pedals perhaps- but its a good starting point and reasonably priced at around $650.  And they have a 58cm model which is nice as most of the vintage Raleigh's I see are in a much smaller frame size than would work for me.  However seeing some of the Schwinn branded stuff on sale at the local Target I am a bit concerned about their quality these days, and vague phrases like "Euro-Style steel frame" make me think pig iron rather than chromoly.  You can also have any color you want so long as its green, which, fortunately, I kind of like.

Linus Roadster 8

Another choice is the Linus Roadster 8 (here) that has much of the same look and features of the Schwinn; fenders, rack, kickstand, 8 speed Nexus IGH etc. although they go with a chainring guard rather than a full chain guard, perfectly workable just not quite the same vintage vibe.  As with any candidate I would want to go with a Brooks saddle and this bike already has a large rear cog (22t) but that is offset by the larger front chainring (48t) so I would probably want to downsize the chainring to 36t to get that nice low gear I need for the local hills.  I have ridden the similar Linus Gaston 5 and really enjoyed it, this bike is built with 4130 steel and comes in a variety of colors and at a higher price point of $830.  Oh and the bell comes standard.

Simcoe Roadster Classic
I stumbled onto the Simcoe in my own backyard, it was in the window of a local bike shop, first I had ever heard of this brand.  The Simcoe Roadster classic (here) is again in that English 3 speed style with fenders, rear rack and in this case a 7 speed Shimano IGH.  I was worried the chain guard might be plastic but the spec says alloy, they didn't give the chainring and rear cog sizes so I am not sure if I would need to make any changes there but of course it would need a Brooks Saddle.  This bike also has color options and it comes in at the most expensive of the lot with a $900 price tag for the 7 speed model.  Although expensive the idea of supporting a local bike shop is appealing.

Classic Raleigh 3 speed

One final option would be to find another classic Raleigh 3 speed in the 23 inch frame size and fit it with a modern 8 speed rear hub, and what the heck while I'm at it I might as well get a dynamo hub front wheel built.  I am not sure if A) sourcing an old bike and getting a new rear wheel built would cost any less than a new bike and B) I worry the rear frame spacing would have to be adjusted to accommodate the rear hub and that's an additional cost to have it "cold set" which has its own complications.  And the nice thing about the new bikes is they are all 700c wheel sizes rather than the one off 26x1 3/8 classic 3 speed size.  There is also the guilt of bastardizing a classic 3 speed, not quite on par with making a classic 10 speed into a fixie but nonetheless.....oh the dilemmas!

Of course until I actually land a job its all academic and just a good excuse to go virtual bike shopping on the interwebs.  Perhaps when I finally land a job an its in (hopefully) downtown I can use that as an excuse to test ride the 3 new bikes above and explore the feasibility of upgrading an old Raleigh 3 speed and do a real world report.

Until next time Ride. Smile and repeat.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Watch this space or no not this space but another space - oh just read below!

So I have it on good authority that the Trailer Park Cyclist may do some "Ghost Posting"  on the currently dormant site

Said posting may include updates on little miss Dangerous aka a Schwinn Letour and also a new acquisition by the TPC that looks a bit like this
You heard it here first folks check in over the next few weeks to see what happens

Sunday, August 16, 2015

A confession and some Miscellaneous stuff

I have been afraid to ride my bike... there I said it.  In mid April I had what I found out later was a very very minor stroke- emphasis on the very minor.  At the time my right hand and part of my right leg were tingly like I had slept on them wrong.  Initially I was concerned that I wouldn't be able to adequately squeeze the brake levers and that maybe I wouldn't be able to ride at all.  Although I identify as a cyclist, I haven't been riding much lately but the thought of not being able to ride at all or ever again was scary.
the bike is ready but is the rider?
After a few weeks I was pretty much back to normal with just a bit of tingling in my right palm, blood pressure meds, a better diet and daily therapy with an Xbox 360 controller for my hand (medicinal purposes only) all helping but still I couldn't seem to get on or work on a bike.  It might have been sloth or the now irrational fear that I wouldn't be able to control a bike, but as it was months passed with nary a ride.

Today I decided to finally visit my neighborhoods expanded farmers market.  It used to occupy part of a public parking lot but this summer it expanded to take up a city block that they close from 9 am to 2 pm on Sunday for the market.  I had been meaning to check it out and also see if I might find some deals on organic produce so I decided I would finally get off my duff and go.  Since the market is only about 5 blocks away it seemed like a good first ride, so I put some air in my tires, slapped on the panniers, blew the dust off my helmet and wheeled the bike out.  And lo and behold I had not forgotten how to ride, it was actually fun to turn over the pedals and generate my own power.  The bonus was pedaling again put a smile on my face.
my haul and a soft bike rack
The local yarn vandals has thoughtfully knitted a bike rack cozy so I didn't even need to think about my paint getting scratched while my bike was locked up.  And I did indeed find an abundance of reasonably priced organic produce including some yummy raspberries.
reflecting on a successful ride 
Back in July, while on a visit to Portland, I was inspired to actually work on a bike when I noticed my friend Karen's bike had very sad, droopy looking bar tape.
blue duct tape! C'mon
I built this bike and could not abide the falling apart bar tape held on by duct tape of all things so I made a special trip to the local bike shop and took care of it.

new and blue and not saggy

I also took care of some rear brake pads that had been bugging my friend.

the old -dusty and worn
So I removed the old ones and swapped them out with some spares she had laying around 
new pads in place

Finally my nephew, who is about to start his Junior year of college, messaged me recently about looking at his front tire.  As it turns out he has a low end - Motiv- mountain bike, perfect for campus use, but not great as far as the parts go.  When I got my hands on the beastie I was able to diagnose that it A) had a front wheel in need of truing and B) the return spring on one front brake arm was shot, those two things conspired for some pretty serious brake rub hence his issue.
give me a brake

I thought I would need to make a trip to the used bike parts store but as luck would have it rummaging in my parts bin I was able to come up with a nice set of Shimano Deore canti's.  After truing the front wheel and a host of other items like; cleaning and lubing the chain, adjusting the front derailleur so all 3 chainrings worked, wiping down the frame , lubing the seat post and stem and putting air in the tires the bike was ready for pick up.

campus bike ready to go
The nice thing about a Motiv is that it is serviceable and if it does get stolen its not a huge loss.

Dude seriously put me back together already!
Now that the Torpado is back in the bike stand I should probably get to work on it as well as continuing to ride my bike.  

Until next time ride, smile and repeat.