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Thanks for the heads-up. I've ordered Chain Reaction Cycle's offering.

Ta!

Before I buy one, does anyone know if a current Shimano BB removal tool (http://www.evanscycles.com/products/ice-toolz/isis-shimano-bottom-bracket-tool-ec018385) is compatible with a 1994 Shim BB cartridge?

TIA

Nutsey wrote:This month I've been too busy lolling at the stationary traffic to need any vengeance. Had to pop open one car boot though after this chump deliberately cut me up needlessly, with a red light 50 meters away.

Been considering altering my shoes to have something scratchy on them, but never get round to it. Making the most of my twenties and relying on physical intimidation. Had one incident where a bigger boy got out of his car and I had to scarper. Pick your fights wisely, comrades !

You said it. Several years ago I was riding through a local village when a couple of burly but fat blokes carrying a ladder started crossing the road ahead of me. I rang my bell; the rear one of them replied "TING!" and they kept on walking. As I jinked round behind him I uttered the word arschloch, which is a reference in local parlance to an indelicate portion of the anatomy. Loch in German means hole.

The two blokes changed into Le Mans start mode, sprinting across the road and flinging the ladder aside. They then headed for a black Citroën parked off to the side. Yrs trly, being about 35 years older than you and totally unintimidating, stood on the pedals and got the hell out, though I was still in earshot when the car started. Fortunately there was a curve and a fork not far off, and I was able to get out of sight of the junction before they rounded the curve.

I never saw them again, but I damn near killed myself making sure of it.

Hee hee ha ha ho ho!

Today the annual Circuit du Kochersberg should have taken place. This is a 75k loop through hilly country west of Strasbourg, with shorter circuits for the less courageous. It usually has several thousand entrants, and is pretty well the last serious event on the local clubs' calendars before winter and gloom shut down on us. It's a tough enough circuit: we try to get round it in 3 hours and usually end up ready for the ICU. The weather usually comes up sunny, too - I've never known it otherwise.

This year the bucolics of the area organized a farming open day in one of the areas we go through. SInce they were expecting 150,000 (!) visitors, the Circuit had to be cancelled for the first time in 44 years.

This year, for the first time, the rain came <inappropriate term removed> down. Oh joy, to think of all those cars trying to park in fields knee-deep in mud, slipping and sliding all over and getting splattered. That'll teach the buggers.

It cleared up enough for a ride this afternoon, but those fields will still be sodden.

Schadenfreude ist die schönste Freude - Goethe.

Dunno how it is in the UK, but here we get folk walking their dogs on leads like fishing-reels that give the dogs 15 to 20 foot of line to play with. You have to be careful on cycle track near villages: you frequently see doggie one side and owner on the other with an almost-invisible tripwire stretched in between. Such idiots will also walk along the footpath in town, giving their dogs enough line to reach almost across the road. I'd love to see these things banned.

Yes, I would expect so - 5mm is no great extra spread. And if the mean time between punctures is greater than that for the frame to take a set I'm home & dry. Murphy willing.

I'd add that I'm going ahead with this project as much to learn as to end up with a good bike. One thing I learnt today when lifting it onto the workstand with one hand was that this is one "§$%&/()= heavy bike.

Meanwhile, the WD40 fell off the white cliffs of Kendal Mint Cake bounced into a lump of sticky toffee pudding sat on the beach and exploded into tremendously massively messy meringues with strawberries jammed into its spokes. And then the jellyfish arrived carrying a sock to Yorkshire with other stolen goods along with his rule breaking accomplice. But the overloaded single pannier was shimmying, spilling socks,Kendal Mint Cake, Malt loaf, bananas,Mick F's lost sock, The Brady Bunch were quick enough to catch both Malt Loaf and Buffy the Vampire playing tiddlywinks in llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch Buffy was a champion winker although her eye kept rolling into the corner pocket when she tiddled.

The jellyfish bounced bouncily but beautifully right over the moon, casting silvery tendrils along the Kendal Mint Cliffs and jumped off the Milky Way but slipped on Buffys little tiddle and ended up jelly side up. Meanwhile Mick F's lost sock found a home with the pixies as a cosy fan tutti broke into song. However a nasty surprise awaited them later, they peered into Mick F's trailer but only found broken spokes and lonely socks that looked like they had escaped from the laundry basket.

But what was the pixie's cosy little collection of hamsters actually doing? Their bulging cheeks contained lots of banana sundeas and mint choc chips with hundreds and thousands stuck to tiny strawberry trifles with loaded shotguns at the ready. But they loaded rice pudding and raspberry jam into a massively proportioned string bag and catapulted it into low Earth orbit with a slingshot constructed from latex purloined from the spare innertube stash. Initial acceleration exceeded the string bag's

Meanwhile, the WD40 fell off the white cliffs of Kendal Mint Cake bounced into a lump of sticky toffee pudding sat on the beach and exploded into tremendously massively messy meringues with strawberries jammed into its spokes. And then the jellyfish arrived carrying a sock to Yorkshire with other stolen goods along with his rule breaking accomplice. But the overloaded single pannier was shimmying, spilling socks,Kendal Mint Cake, Malt loaf, bananas,Mick F's lost sock, The Brady Bunch were quick enough to catch both Malt Loaf and Buffy the Vampire playing tiddlywinks in llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch Buffy was a champion winker although her eye kept rolling into the corner pocket when she tiddled.

The jellyfish bounced bouncily but beautifully right over the moon, casting silvery tendrils along the Kendal Mint Cliffs and jumped off the Milky Way but slipped on Buffys little tiddle and ended up jelly side up. Meanwhile Mick F's lost sock found a home with the pixies as a cosy fan tutti broke into song. However a nasty surprise awaited them later, they peered into Mick F's trailer but only found broken spokes and lonely socks that looked like they had escaped from the laundry basket.

But what was the pixie's cosy little collection of hamsters actually doing? Their bulging cheeks contained lots of banana sundeas and mint choc chips with hundreds and thousands stuck to tiny strawberry trifles with loaded shotguns at the ready. But they loaded rice pudding and raspberry jam into a massively proportioned string bag and catapulted it into low Earth orbit with a slingshot constructed from latex purloined from the

531colin wrote:Sheldon Brown's method is as good as any.

I was afraid of that. I'll try and dream up something a bit less traumatic.

Here's Brown's link if anyone else wants it: http://www.sheldonbrown.com/frame-spacing.html

Meanwhile, the WD40 fell off the white cliffs of Kendal Mint Cake bounced into a lump of sticky toffee pudding sat on the beach and exploded into tremendously massively messy meringues with strawberries jammed into its spokes. And then the jellyfish arrived carrying a sock to Yorkshire with other stolen goods along with his rule breaking accomplice. But the overloaded single pannier was shimmying, spilling socks,Kendal Mint Cake, Malt loaf, bananas,Mick F's lost sock, The Brady Bunch were quick enough to catch both Malt Loaf and Buffy the Vampire playing tiddlywinks in llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch Buffy was a champion winker although her eye kept rolling into the corner pocket when she tiddled.

The jellyfish bounced bouncily but beautifully right over the moon, casting silvery tendrils along the Kendal Mint Cliffs and jumped off the Milky Way but slipped on Buffys little tiddle and ended up jelly side up. Meanwhile Mick F's lost sock found a home with the pixies as a cosy fan tutti broke into song. However a nasty surprise awaited them later, they peered into Mick F's trailer but only found broken spokes and lonely socks that looked like they had escaped from the laundry basket.

But what was the pixie's cosy little collection of hamsters actually doing? Their bulging cheeks contained lots of banana sundeas and mint choc chips with hundreds and thousands stuck to tiny strawberry trifles with loaded shotguns at the ready. But they loaded rice pudding and raspberry jam into a massively proportioned string bag and catapulted it into low Earth orbit

Si wrote:

FWIW, the drop-out spacing is 130mm.

It'll bend

The other day I had a chuckle at this and moved on, but verily verily thou hast me interested. The aluminium parts of the transmission are all so oxidized that they'll never shine again, so I'm probably going to replace the entire transmission. That being the case, a move to something a little more bombastic than 7 speeds is attractive.

So what's the best method of bending it, so that when I'm in the darkest depths of Romania with Nosfertau's coach not half a league off and bearing down I can fix a flat without having to wrestle three falls with the back wheel? I.e. so that it stays bent?

Pan.Thy.Monium (OK it's 2.5 words - Swedish metal band, thank you Wiki.)

Considering the road schlock that beclabbers the bike by the end of a ride, whitewalls aren't exactly one of my criteria.

Joe.B wrote:Once finished I think you will have a good general use cycle, my old Trek 820 has been slowly transforming into a tourer for a few years and is a superb bike now. Bloody heavy though.

Looks good. I'm not planning to climb any Alps with it, so I'm hoping that the weight will be a non-issue.