Brooks Bar Corks are almost as versatile as Proofide. Courtesy of Richard Dunnett.
The metaphorical firework which we metaphorically launched on February 18th in Greenwich, London has metaphorically exploded. The WCR Grand Tour is in full flight, and its individual riders have been scattered like so many brightly coloured hot shards of flame, firework-like across the Globe. And to (perhaps over-) extend the analogy, we feel sure that they will continue glowing against the metaphorical Night Sky until they have all put down their 18,000-odd miles, hit two antipodal points, etc., etc.
Where do we start? A week is traditionally a long time in politics. However, if competitively circumnavigating the earth by bike had already been a common pursuit at the time of the phrase’s invention, we feel sure that it would instead go something like -
“A week is a long time in competitively circumnavigating the earth by bike”.
The Land’s End and John O’Groats astride the finest from Condor in London
Brooks Saddles are loved the world over by long distance cycling travelers. These hardy men and women of the road choose Brooks to ensure that their distance attempts are not thwarted by such an ironic thing as sitting.
Because of this, since many, many, years going back to our catalogues of the early 20th century, Brooks has had a close relationship with these adventurers, and has been producing other accessories to assist the transportation of one’s belongings since in fact before the modern bicycle was invented.
(Editor’s Note: This is an article submitted by Malte Wiedenmann, seasoned mechanic and long distance adventurer, currently (and since some time) managing repairs at Fahrrad Cohrt in Hamburg, a must-to destination for bike lovers of all stripes, and one of our fine Dealers of Excellence. Malte was kind enough to share some words and pictures regarding one of his life’s great loves.)
“Back in 87 or 88, the Mountain-Bike-Boom was on and somewhere in Taiwan a sturdy frame was welded. The main triangle consisted of 4130 CrMo-steel. Equipped with the complete (somewhat heavy but reliable) Shimano Exage 450 Mountain groupset, I purchased a bike in Whakatane/New-Zealand labelled as the Healing “Wild Thing”.
(Healing used to be one of two major bicycle-companies in New Zealand. The company has gone by now, leaving only a few traces on the net.)
We briefly touched last month on the MY BIKE exhibition in Paris. Hosted by the Cohens at their design emporium Merci, the show was planned with serious bicycle historians and style conscious urban commuters in mind. Fortunately, plenty of both camps made it to the opening night in January, and plenty more have continued to fetch up at the door, hopeful of a glimpse at the future of cycling and cyclewear, as well as its past.
Eyes open, and be sure to pling that bell before you blast through that junction.
Responsivity to traffic lights by road users in continental Europe famously operates on the following North to South sliding scale – Directive, Suggestion, Christmas Decoration. So it was with interest at Boultbee Towers that we recently learned of plans to permit cyclists in Paris to “griller les feux” as they see fit.
Talking to Zimbabwe’s Seán Conway, one gets the impression of dealing with a man who has a lot of irons in the fire. This makes him no different from the rest of the riders signed up to take a shot at the Guinness world record for fastest circumnavigation of the earth in 2012. But with incidental things likes overseeing solar power projects for schools in Africa, endurance canoeing marathons, swimming the Channel, and even booking transfer flights to keep him occupied, you could almost forget the small matter of an entire planet which will very soon need to be lapped by bike. As quickly as possible. But not Seán.
Besides raising money for Solar Aid, why are you doing this?