Portland, ahoy.

Portland, ahoy.

I have two or three things to discuss here today, and none of them is Tierra.

Firstly, I want to say how badass Shimano is, as I have recently taken delivery of an entire Di2 GRX 1X 12 speed group;

This is sitting on my office floor just waiting for a free hub body, or splined driver or some such nonsense from King, because nothing is just plainly swappable any longer, but I will likely see some of those folks this coming weekend at the Made custom bicycle show;

This is a person enjoying the smell of another person's farts which is essentially was bike shows are.

Also, one of the many hills I'm going to die on is calling it a custom bike show, and not a 'handmade bike show', because that implies that all bicycle frames aren't made my hand. It elevates the value of a honky in a V-neck t-shirt and a scarf over a Taiwanese frame builder and I think that sucks.

I saw some video edit of a crew going around and asking various twerps what they felt was the most overrated thing in the bike world and said twerps responding with absolute nonsense like 'dropper posts' or 'tubeless tires'. 

Certainly, no one asked me so I could wave my arms around wildly and say "THIS. ALL OF FUCKING THIS."

Or maybe that was by design.

Anyway, if you happen to be going, Bob Scales is putting a thing together on Friday evening featuring him, Chris McNally, Russ Pope, maybe some other people, and definitely me at which there will be books, and zines and prints, and all sorts of various output from your favorite art dorks who also ride bikes.

As of the time I published today's post I didn't yet have a flyer, so I made one myself;

By the way, if you're interested, I'm available for hire for all of your flyer needs. 

Wait, scratch that... I have one here;
In other news of somewhat related stuff, I was texting with my old buddy Pete the other day. We met when we were 13, and besides listening to punk rock tapes, and splashing around in creeks, liked playing bikes together;
Pete had a SE Quadrangle which I always really coveted, but beyond that, I always really loved all of SE's aesthetic, which I have covered here, Hokum, and various other places ad nauseam. So the other day when Brock told me he could pick up that OM flyer from Rock Bay BMX that I've been jibber jabbering about all summer;
I suppose 40 years is long enough to want a bike.

Now that this is in my stable, maybe I'll pop down to the BMX HOF and swipe Stu's old helmet and PK's jersey;
A boy can dream.

Anyhüzies, all of this is to say that sometimes good things do happen for bad people.

Moving on. How long has it been since you watched a video that made you actually shit inside of your own mouth. It's been a minute you say? Well, then might I direct your attention to the efforts of Viking, Brage Vestavik;

I don't say this lightly, and pardon my french, but holy macaroni;
I'll stick to ripping my local trails own my cross bike, thank you very much.

Finally, I'll close today's effort with a link to the brand newest episode of Revolting;
Two middle aged honkies with mics talking at each other you say?

Standing around and enjoying the smell of our own farts doesn't begin to cover it.
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2 comments

As a former vet bike messenger I haven’t much to say other than
NAHBS = NAH, BS
Critical Mass = Critical, My Ass

I have spoken.

jerko

How about the Ham Fisted Bike Show? Willits AKA Wes Williams had a sticker on his bikes in the 80s that said Made By Machines in Crested Butte. Wes beat everyone by decades to the awareness that Walmart bikes are handmade. I also knew a frame builder, that I will leave unnamed, that said a monkey can build a frame. etc.

Jose Maldonaldo Marin

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