Sometimes it’s the little things

I woke up this morning still drunk from a night of bike riding and binge-drinking through the streets of Melbourne. Twenty minutes before we’re due to hit the airport I decide it’s probably about time to pull the bike apart and pack it for the flight over. Good plan, until I round out the pissweak seat post binder bolt, which I happen to need to loosen to remove my seat and get my bike back home. The next half hour was spent swearing at inanimate objects and searching through BnC Mike’s tool box for things to get the damn thing off. In the end brute strength won the day and we ripped the post right out. Lucky I’m such a ripped dude and not a scrawny 60kg wimp. Once we returned to home soil a quick trip up the road sourced materials and things got serious. One hacksaw, a hammer, a screwdriver and an allen key later, all was fixed with minimal tears and no damage.

Little fucker…

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The Ken Self

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After months of fruitless searching for a 56square track frame one landed in my lap Friday night.

Dave Welsh handed me this beautiful ‘Ken Self’ frame at the last track meet. It had been hanging in his garage since he last raced it in 1978. Dave was happy for me to have it, as he was keen to see it being raced again.

So today was spent in Clintons garage cleaning it up. The bottom bracket and headset were stuffed but everything else was a-ok. It came equpped with Campy pista cranks, Sugino Super-Mighty ring, some old school track pedals and a Cinelli seat. Nice eh.

Hoping to have this machine up and running for the second round of track racing after christmas!

Lightening Strikes Twice?

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ah, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree eh? American Dave had this er, ‘altercation’ @ the oval last night.. (Those McCaigs must really hate geared bikes?)

hmm, anyway on a slightly different bent.. the numbers were slightly down on other weeks at track last night. Dave Elleridge only ran one grade so Clinton and I had to race against Steve Rossendell and that young fast guy on the Avanti and sh#t they are quick! We went ok though, managed to hold our own and pull a few 2nd’s out of the hat!

Friday Bluurgh!

It’s friday. It’s raining… spewin’! No riding today, well not for me anyway but I bet Dave is out there getting a wet backside! Haha, sucks to be a courier sometimes eh mate! Well I hope the downpour stops in time for track tonight..

Ah, now what rubbish am I gunna talk about today? (Haha, whilst the boys are away in Melbs no-body can edit my posts!)Well I’ve mentioned my opinion on the merits of er, riding plus .05 before..^^^^ so perhaps I should voice my views on riding with tunes? Yeah, why not..

My Old Man reckons that stuffing headphones in ya ears whilst riding is a sure-fire recipe for disaster. You can’t hear the traffic about you and you’re effectivly losing 1 of the 5 (?) senses.. I suppose he has a point, but for me, the benefits far outweigh the negatives.

I often ride with my mp3 player blaring in my ears and I always seem to ride faster and way harder! ..I think my choice of tunes has alot to do with this. Slayer, Suicidal Tendencies, Mindsnare and Mark of Cain are probably my favourite riding tunes (it’s all about matching drum-beats with heart rate.. ) although Slayer can be a tad much.. I’ve hit a pretty solid double that I normally wouldn’t touch whilst cranking ‘Angel of Death’..!

..but then again, I tried to ride up Mount Wellington trails listening to Lee Scratch Perry.. made it way harder than it needed to be.

Hope your having fun riding in Melbs Mischa! Show those mainlanders ‘how we roll’ in Tassie! (insert B’n’C team salute here).

Ben

Road signs always look better looking over your shoulder

Ben and I went for a ride out to Richmond yesterday. It was fairly windy, but we were keen for a pie. We got buzzed by big trucks quite a few times, which is never fun. Highways aren’t exactly the best place for bike riding but we came out alive.

We got a good pie and a shit coffee from the place where I had my first ever job, The Richmond Bakery. Many a summer day was spent alternating between staring at a pile of dishes and gazing longingly at the warm weather outside. Free lunch is always a pleasure though.

We took some photos…

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GODDAMN CANNUCKS!

You might have read on Fyxomatosis/House Of Pistard a few days ago about some crazy Canadian working as a courier in London. A fuckwit in a Mercedes tried to kill him, and as can happen in situations where morons bring you close to death, he snapped. It ended with a bike through a windscreen, or as some like to call it ‘justice’.

Anyway, it turns out the crazy bastard was none other than the brother of local Hobart-based Canadian courier Dave “American Possum” McCaig. It’s a small world after all!

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You can read some details about the whole thing here. The kids at House Of Pistard are doing a heap of stuff to cover Ryan’s (or as we like to call him, American Dave Snr’s) damage costs, including some ripper t-shirts. Punk rock fans will notice the blatant rip-off of The Clash’s London Calling CD cover, and we whole-heartedly approve.

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Go buy one so Dave has someone to hang out with when he gets to London!

B’n’C Ramblings

Well, it has been a busy few weeks for the B’n’C team.. The ‘Disciples’ ride weekend, Mount Wellington runs, epic fixed rides, training at Newtown Oval, track racing, bike building, frame hunts, beers, bbq’s and bands! It’s all full steam ahead!!

So a brief overview of a few memorable moments is in order..

Aladdin’s Cave

Mischa and I got wind of a farm shed out in the country jam-packed with old bikes.. We made contact with the owner and got the ok to take a squiz inside and found a treasure-trove of old-school rides! There were bmx’s from the 1980’s, a track bike from about 1910, a fixed Massey-Harris from the 1890’s, about two dozen Malvern Stars with 3-speed hubs and an uber cool Ken Self town bike with sparrow bars dating from approx the mid 1950’s. Must have been 200 odd bikes in this shed.. totally over-awed when I saw it! We’ll be keeping the location a secret, I’m a Surfie by trade so it’ll be like Mischa and my ‘secret spot’! 

Iron Chef Grundalingus

This was one event that came outta of left field.. Last saturday at the Macquarie Mansion, Mat Grundy showed that he has more than one string for his bow, whipping up what was perhaps THE best asian stir-fry I have ever had! He catered to all comers, vegan and meat-lovers and did so in style.  Not only is Grundalingus a bike mechanic of some repute but he is also a quite capable food mechanic. Top work Mat!

 Acoustics in the Park

The Disconnect boys put on a top arvo at the West Hobart SK8 Bowl last weekend. Beers, tunes and a free bbq. The day was an absolute pearler, one of those that make you love being in Hobart. I arrived just as Linc Le Fevre was playing.. He was sitting in the shade under-neath a big tree, cracking out one of his more laid-back numbers, while about 20 or so punters sat around watching.. nice.

We had arounded up another ‘import rider’ for the B’n’C team that morning and recruited him for the festivities. Dutchman Tim Smit had arrived in Hobart the night before and his first Tasmanian experiance was this event. He was pretty stoked as he immediately had secured about a dozen bike riding buddies and had beer being pushed into his hands.. rad way to arrive in a new town eh?

A few of the crew hit the bowl on their skaties. Jib put on a pretty good display, grinding a few lips and turning over the top of ‘thrasher’ corner. No skin was lost.

Track Racing

We’re into our fifth week of track racing now and slowly the B’n’C boys are improving. Clint and I have been getting a few tips from Simon Price, Vanders and Dave about the tricks of track and have even come up with a few er, ‘new’ tricks of our own (read: sprinting flat out from the start.. ie, brawn NOT brain racing! haha!) It’s been pretty fun so far. One friday night we had about 10 or so B’n’C supporters sitting on the grass watching.. The more beers they drank the louder the cheering got and the faster we went!

Hoping to hit a few of the Christmas Carnivals under the B’n’C banner.. maybe Hobart and St Helens? Dunno how we’ll go but it’ll be a good opportunity to learn some more and meet of few of the inter-state crew.

Lesson Learned

..and finally I’ll end with the lesson I learned the hard way.. ‘don’t let Jimmy Black steer the boat’ (it’ll end in tears).

Ben

Bikes and Bridges

Defiance Ohio are a totally neat band from Florida. They make awesome heartfelt folk punk music about good stuff (including bikes). They’re touring here in January. You show go and see them.

Even Columbus looks better on the back seat of a bike and all my fears get washed away in a stream of blinking lights and the concrete strip below seems less like a noose and more like a tie that binds or at least a tourniquet. it’s been such a hard season and the bridges we burned might be all we had to keep us from drowning. but at least we had this time; and i’d like to think we’re better off for it. i’ll remember this. sometimes broken things make the best building supplies. and we’ll keep on building. hearts aren’t made of glass, they’re made of muscle and blood and something else. and they don’t so much as break as bend and tear. we have what it takes to keep it together; and move on.

-Defiance Ohio, Bikes and Bridges (from their record Share What Ya Got)

Def,OH said…
Any relationship that matters – a friendship, a family, a romance, a band – anything – is a perilous and fragile thing because along with all the amazing experiences and creations that can come from something so intimate and exhausting comes the possibility for things to crumble and shatter or whither and die. when that happens, it’s easy to forget what was precious amidst all the disaster. we should always carry our history with us but never let it bury us.

Silver Sprocket…yo

Ok, I don’t really understand this website. They say they’re a bike club (somewhere) but it’s pretty much just full of punk rock stuff. I’m totally ok with that, and I think it might just be a way of avoiding being called a ‘record label’ (which can kind of get annoying at times). Either way, you should go have a look ’cause I dig their weird blog and they do stuff for good bands (and Mitch Clem, who rules). Actually, the only band on there that I’ve heard is River City Rebels.

I think they’re mostly just a distro.