Fun with Dick and Janes – see how small their MTB wheels are in comparison?
See Dick go
Go Dick go!
It’s the second Dirty Sixer I’ve ever seen…
Of course there’s no room for a bike rack or two on this stretch of Market Street betwixt the big old Apple store of Union Square and the Powell Street cable car turnaround, but there’s plenty of room for useless, “aesthetic,” newspaper racks that sort-of-former Mayor Willie Brown put in to punish the local press back when he was a youthful lad in his 70′s.
Of course these days you’ve gotta have wheel locks, a headset lock and a seat tube lock and a decent U-lock on even a weekend MTB, right? Right.
Now of course that’s pretty much worthless when you hitch your horse to the handle of a newspaper rack door, but I figured I’d only be gone two minutes or so, thusly:
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Of course when I came back two minutes later, an area bike thief was scoping out things, trying to see which tool in his collection would best remove the two spring hinges holding on the rack door. I approached while rattling my keys loudly, as a kind of bear bell to not startle the local wildlife and he’s all, “Man I wasn’t trying to take the bike.” Then he followed up by saying that he “could have had that door off in two minutes.”
Of course people are incorrect when they say SFPD enforcement actions on cyclists blowing through stop signs in the Wiggle area are “stings” because there’s no element of deception. But how about a different kind of police sting, one that has a bike worth stealing locked up to some fragile thing? ‘Cause the stings I’ve seen done by the SFPD involve parking a bike unlocked near the entrance of a Safeway and the people who steal those bikes might think that it’s, you know, it’s finders keepers. If I were on a jury, I’d prefer to see evidence of something being broken or picked before I voted guilty.
Of course, I’m only just saying.
Have you seen Lebron James on a Cannondale? It’s not pretty.
There it is, parked at Erin Sherbert’s favorite bike rack. Go ahead, click the link. This shot shows the very same rack, but look how different the bikes’ tires are:
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Looking at this thing freaked, me, out.
Now myself, I’m 6 foot 1 and a ton of fun so you’d figure one of these rigs would be great for me. But no, I’m not even close to qualifying for the DirtySixer club. You gotta be like 6 foot 5 or taller to fit proper.
Perhaps District Eight Supervisor Scott Wiener could use one of these rides for Bike To Work Day 2013 tomorrow? Why not?
Oh, the expense, what must be the crushing expense. I can only imagine what the MSRP is. That’s real titanium for the frame, BTW.
Now myself, I’ll have to make do with the MTBs sold for $200-something at the Marin Bikes Warehouse at 7th and Folsom in SoMA. (Here’s me on Fulton Street in 1st gear: Man, why can’t 1st gear be lower? And here’s me in the Broadway Tunnel eastbound (scary scary): Man, why can’t 21st gear be higher? Srsly. It’s like I’m being punished by Shimano for not spending enough or something.)
Anyway, contact Dave French if you’re interested.
This guy is all over town- see him with his surfboard trailer coming back from a day at dolphin-rich Ocean Beach? On this part of Scott Street in the greater NoPA / EaPA / Alamo Square / Western Addition area, he needs to take both lanes and snake his way up, as if he were ascending the twisty bit of Lombard.
Which is fine – dude’s a stud, of course. But it seems that $20 worth of Chinese derailer and cassette would be the perfect finishing touch for this expensive custom-looking rig*. Unless “too many gears spoil the ride” or something.
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Keep on keeping on.
*Upon further review, this thing is so custom that it might not actally be considered an MTB – the rear tire appears to be a good deal narrower than the front, for example. Wonder if the tiny surfboard wheels are in matching carbon fibre. Wouldn’t be surprised…
Only in Marin! That’s right, Marin County, the birthplace of mountain biking, and home to nuclear-tipped missiles, endangered deer, and marauding mountain lions (nee cougars), can’t abide you people building your own single-track MTB trails.
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Approximate path of the trail - the white line is a quarter-mile long
Does Michael More wish there were more singletrack MTB trails in Marin? Given that MTBers are mostly confined to fire roads in Marin County, signs point to yes.
What’s the funniest line in this article from San Francisco Chronicle Staff Writer Dan Giesin – Single-minded cyclists have old-school cool
“We’re shedding new light on an old tradition,”
“You feel like a purist,”
“You don’t need all those fancy gears.”
Too many gears can actually spoil the ride.
“They are such a cool group,”
“It’s kind of a counter-culture,”
“There is that underground element: a little bit different, a little bit dangerous.”
This is called starting your own league, so it’s the same old thing. These people aren’t really dangerous either. They’re just having fun on bikes, nothing wrong with that. But you can have fun on bikes with or without gears, right?
There’s probably a more extreme element of fixed gear MTB-ers out there that eschews even having brakes. The photo below clearly shows the typical non-fixed, freewheeling setup:
It’s the same crowd that’s attracted to fixed gear city bikes that find single-speed mountain bikes appealing.
And arthroscopic surgery is becoming cheaper and cheaper these days, so you should get in on this fun as well.
The first downhill time-trial race took place in Fairfax, California on October 21, 1976 on a fireroad now referred to as Repack Road, due to the need to repack hub bearings after a descent (the hub brakes used at the time would overheat, causing the grease within the hub to break down). Ten riders descended 1300 feet of Repack in about 5 minutes; the winner, Alan Bonds, was also the only one to make it to the finish line. The first bikes used for descending were known as “clunkers” or “paperboy bikes”: coaster brake cruisers using balloon tires first imported to America by Ignatz Schwinn. By 1979, two organizers and competitors of the Repack downhill, Charlie Kelley and Gary Fisher founded the company which named the sport, MountainBikes.
It looked like this. Gary Fisher, the Founding Father of Mountain Bikes, still holds the speed record with a time 4:22. (He also caught 36 in a single lunch break, but that’s another story.)
So, here it is. From top left to right middle, above the Meadow Club Golf Course and Lakes Bon Tempe and Alpine. Click to enlarge. Or, see a bird’s eye view if you prefer.