A Few Framesets for Sale

I’m trying valiantly to cut down on the number of unbuilt framesets hanging about the shop. Sure, I could just build them up.

But it’s probably better all around that I sell off a few things. Local pickup preferred, or you pay actual shipping cost. Payment in cash or via Paypal.

Serotta Colorado TG (56cm)

$300 (includes Interloc Racing headset)

Surly Troll (Medium)

Black Troll frameset, green Chris King headset, green Salsa seat post collar. Steerer is uncut. All decals have been removed; only the head badge remains. I started a partial build (headset, BB, derailleurs, wheels) but the project has stalled.

Photos forthcoming.

$600 (includes headset and seat post collar)

If you’re interested, drop me a line at svwagner AT gmail.com with “frameset” in the subject line.

Not Bad…

Another quiet weekend, with another Sunday ride. Not bad at all.

Stats: 73.8 km at 26.6 km/h with a cafe stop.

Sticking the Landing

Reminds me of the last time I was hit by a car–about ten years ago. While riding at about 20mph on a separated cycle track, a car came tearing down a driveway from the left, blowing through the stop sign in order to hit traffic at speed on the road parallel to the track. I braked hard, went into a bit of a powerslide, drove my left lower-leg into the passenger-side front quarter panel, and then did a perfect roll over the front of the car and landed on my feet. In the process, I broke the windshield and put a man-sized dent in the hood. The messenger bag full of work clothes no doubt helped with that.

While I suffered only a deep bruise on my left leg, the bike was totaled. One broken wheel, the other badly damaged. One bent crank. Bent fork. And the frame–a steel Specialized Stumpjumper Comp from the early 90s–broke in two places.

In my case, no insurance dispute. She just wrote me a check and offered me a ride home. I accepted both, though I should have called a cab. Scariest ride in a car I’ve ever had.

Nothing and Something

In some ways, yesterday’s ride was nothing special: another Sunday ride. But in the ways that are most important, it was also something.

We hit the road early since it was likely to get warm in the afternoon, climbed quite a few hills, stopped for mint limeade and to fill the bottles, climbed a few more hills, caught a tailwind coming back north, stopped for the lunch of champions (ham and cheese sandwich, BBQ pringles, 24oz can of Miller Lite, bottle of water), and then cruised home to cold beer, grilled sausages, and that perfect tiredness that comes from a day of exertion in the sun and wind combined with beer and food.

Stats: 139.5km, 26.6km/h, ~1000m of climbing. My legs hate me a little, today.