I love my bike!
Apr.21, 2006, filed under Miscellany
The clocks having gone forwards, the roads being dry and his computer having arrived in the post yesterday, last night I took Peregrine out for a spin. Just a quick 20 miles (well, 35km) after work.
I’ve mostly been riding Shackleton pretty much since I got him. The others haven’t had much of a look-in, much to Fingal‘s disgust. Shackleton is a great bike to ride. He’s fantastic fun and I think I’m finally getting the fixie zen thing. Peregrine doesn’t get out during the winter weather, for he am too precious, precious.
This means that when he does get out it’s even more enjoyable.
I keep forgetting just how much fun that bike is to ride. He’s swift, responsive, goes like stink and every single ounce of power I put through those cranks is translated into forward momentum. The stiffness of the frame makes for an incredibly harsh ride — this is not a bike I would recommend for long, lazy mile-eating — but it’s a fierce pleasure nevertheless.
It would be sensible to contemplate selling a bike that has only done 450km in the last 2½ years, but there is no way I am selling something that plasters my face with a grin so big it counts as a front reflector.
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