Cranky Franky

So as mentioned before we sorted out a little roll for our spritely young crew... Train to frankston and then a wind-assisted ride back to the city.

After some blog and text discussion about starting times we met up and snagged tony as we hustled for a then delayed train out to the burbs.


Whilst discussions on the train varied from old roadie tricks to watching ipod versions of MASH we kept an eye on our big pile of bikes and gathered strange looks from other passengers.

A brief delay to pick up up more liquids (who knew a cup of coffee would take so long to prepare) we were off out of town.


Our fearless leader Hans had us all well warned about blowing red lights... only for us to blow the first one we came too.

After a little routing confusion we were settled onto a nice flowing ride back towards town.

Smelling the sea air was a great treat and the sun shone down hard making the faster descents a relief.


Stopping blackrock to refuel and check out bike attire... some of us found deals on now needed gloves while others eyed off lycra and new hats. we knew we were almost home (despite the odometer indicating we were only halfway) as this was now familiar territory.


the pace kicked up as people chased roadies and teamed up for mini-pacelines... and then another stop at a soon to close bike shop for tyres and a promise of future deals.

St Kilda loomed and the group spit with some off to the north and some to the east, each for food and tales of km travelled.


good times!

The Keirin Experience

Taste

Series coming soon.

Nara Velodrome

Track sessions

After a confusing start to the day we eventually headed on our way to coburg and onto the velodrome, where awaiting a pack of angry dogs that wanted to eat you alive 15 metres away from the fence, in the gnarly street next to the velodrome . evisu getting his second flat of the day and then onto the track was the fastest dude on the day charging the corners.eventually he was stopped on the way out with his third puncture of the day!!(that sux man) and having to get the train back.There were words from the crew of having a cranky track day,timing each other,drinking some beers and maybee a bbq would be hella fun,but there was also words of drinking milk and riding with the last one to chuck the winner! a good day to be had with tony leading the crew into the city for the japanese fest and some brews.....Benzy

randomness

so while i continue to forget about uploading my shots from frankston last week i thought i'd throw up some quotes ive found in the past week and a funny image i stole...

oh, and after a communication mix-up i ended up on the 'smaller' cranky ride on sunday. not so much shorter in distance, more in the fact that there were 2 fixed gears (both brakeless) and 8 freewheels. it's totally doable fixed... would just need some more group riding experience and a little more advance notice. lycra and water are a must.

"I believe that the ultimate fixter is yet to be discovered, and that it is in fact a Colnago Extreme Power featuring a bare seat tube, no seat, and rubbing Zipp 808 clinchers ground down to accept hard rubber wheelchair tires, and that the flat bars are so short that it's easier to steer the bike 'horsey-style,' by running a rope through the hollow tube and pulling the rope to go right or left. Yes, it has a front brake lever, glued to the front tire, which makes the ride somewhat lumpy."

"If only I could ride my bike as well as I place on the BSNYC comment page, I'd be a Cat. 1 by now."

i think the latter one applies to tracko as well...

what would whitney do?

Hijacked.

3 more sunday pics

More Crankston

yeah mate i been down ta franga!

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