

Anything for The Pie (who's letting me race the 6 Hours of Warrior Creek on our 17th wedding anniversary)
Time for a Stickel update.
This whole time, I never bothered to ask Steve how his process works. I've been through the custom bike frame experience enough times to know that I don't wanna know. Although I've been gathering parts and components, I've been dragging my feet on getting the wheels going. I wanted to try some high zoot crabon rimz, but everywhere I turned I was met with defeat.
ENVE ~ Only does internal nipples... sounds painful
Reynolds ~ Not enough holes to put all 32 Industry Nine spokes into.
I looked at some crabon rimz that were all the talk on MTBR. I even went as far as to put them in a cart, walk around the e-store looking for last minute impulse buys, and made it all the way to the payment screen.

Shit, that was fast.
So I emailed Jake at Industry Nine and asked them to get hopping on some pink 29'er Ultralite SS specific wheels. Mine won't be "Ultralite" since I'm going with the heavier Ultrawhite Crest rims. Still, at 1,630 grams, I'll be looking better than a bikini clad super model holding an ice cold beer and saving over a half pound of rotating weight over my current white Flow/Arch combo.
Also on the way to complete Project BS DickStickel Meatplow V.6, I have an order on the way from Mark at Paragon Machine Works. I've ordered from him/them before, and it's a shame they didn't sell something I could order more often... like lacy panties or chocolate covered turnips. They're always so pleasant to deal with, especially considering I'm not even a frame builder. I ordered the bad-ass Titanium Complete Combination Bolt Kit.

I also picked up the new post mount slider... in black
I asked Steve if he had any photos of my frame in progress that he could shoot my way. Apparently he builds frames like I build bikes. I mean to document the process from the start, but the deeper I get into it, the more I forget to take photos.
Anyways...
Here are my tubes (maybe)
These are "cylindrical stuff in your frame."
I can hardly wait. Horrible time to not be drinking beer.
What am I saying? It's always a horrible time to not be drinking beer.
At least it's only one more week till the Southeast Bike Expo and the end of my dry February.
4 comments:
What is it with you pop-eye'd Woody Allen look-alikes getting all the hot chicks? God fkindamnit.
Don't get me started on Ti bolts- again.
Rebar rocks. Nothing on earth cannot not be fixed with rebar. Except Chigger, he's beyond repair. Ratbag yacked in my race shoes last night too, hairballs and velcro, baaad combo.
You're not drinking beer!? I thought I felt a disturbance. I can always tell when a redeye knight has fallen. In the words of Admiral Ackbar, "It's a trap!!!!"
Bringin' Beer to the Expo... i'll give you one
So based on your first picture, I'm guessing that the blue bins in the bike room are filled with your hair. Gross.
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