A journey of one thousand, nine hundred and eighty seven point three miles by bike from Vancouver, B.C., to Mexico
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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Photo Shoot


As promised, bike porn: This is the machine I'll be riding, a 2003 Trek 1200 road bike, with an aluminum frame, carbon fiber fork, Shimano Tiagra components, and two very ugly wheels that have taken 9,000 miles of beating and still keep ticking.


Well, my rear derailleur has its share of scrapes and gouges, but, like my heart, it just won't give up the ghost, despite being dragged over the ground time after time (cue sappy/epic orchestral score).

Notice how the paint is peeling away from the rims! Eight years of salty winter roads, let's hope they make the next 2,000 miles without a broken spoke or rim, quite possibly sending me to my death over a precipitous cliff somewhere in the fog of northern California.


USA! USA! USA!


This is the cleanest this bike will be for the foreseeable future. I even waxed the frame! Wax on, wax off...


Here she is, kitted out with lights, saddle bag, panniers, rack, water bottle cages, and Shimano SPD pedals.
You still owe me bike names. Again, please email your suggestions, or slip them inside a case of pre-embargo Cuban Cohiba cigars, along with a bottle of Maker's Mark and the Star Wars trilogy on Hi Def DVD, and deliver to my door.

2 comments:

  1. mom got a kick out of the fact that you did this. i'm still digging through my memories for good names - what did you name that boat that you built for the creek in GA?

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  2. My vote for your bike's name: The Stalingrad Special. Since it's red it clearly has strong ties to the USSR and supports government issued goods, expansionism, health care for all, and other radically socialist ideas.

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