Glad you are thin enough to need tailoring. It's something different over here in Europe, you mentioning 37" waist had me look for a tape measure. 36" or so which is a European "S".
Commute is a killer, again, retirement is something fantastic. It is one year to the day that I started going to a local office that was a "detachment" of my company and basically have a desk there. It's a 15 min wak door to door, shorter on bike. Did my old 1h commute on Friday because they placed a mingle event on the evening and nowadays I don't have the will to do that.
I have to get back to the gym, was stupid last month on my 2nd session and somehow got "student's elbow" and overloading inflammation. Even with that, never stopped moving and I am going to a lot of dance events; people are a lot more social and fun to be around after realising social distancing was not exciting.
Another European difference, with the lockdowns and such a lot of people grabbed outdoors hobbies. Walking, running, cycling. I recall we discussed some of this when doing the "death march" from LIC: The power of the unhealthy parts of the food industry.
Jorde,
37 inches is my chest size flexing with lungs expanded. My waist is about a 29 inch, so I have a V-build and an eight inch drop as Paul Smith calls it. Some Paul Smith clothing has a 9 inch drop, but not many men are both that muscular and thin. Perhaps a football running or corner back might, but these are unusually strong and fast men.
So the past two days I have been living in a daydream of sorts. I am reminded of when on a Christmas Eve (1988) in New Mexico I found an ad for a 1984 Jeep Scrambler for $5100.00 that had only 20K miles on it. I was at a friends house for Christmas, and I asked Tim if he would mind if I excused myself to go look at this Jeep with a half cab that was basically a micro sized pickup truck.
Tim drove me to go look at the truck. When we got there I was so surprised that the owner literally was a little old lady. She said it was a farm vehicle and pretty much it went unused. I ended up buying the Jeep for $5K even, because I was going to take the deal at $5100.00 and was happy-happy, but the woman wanted to give me a Christmas gift.
So this leads to the Ti IBIS, which Scott Nicole says is likely the only Titanium IBIS Mountain Trials ever built. Boy was I lucky in finding and then winning that bike off of EBAY, but pretty much at first I got outbid, but by some divine intervention I was able to purchase it because the winning bidder was a deadbeat.
When I first got the Jeep I started looking into getting it a suspension lift, new wheels, new tires, and eventually putting a Chevy V-8 into it with a heavy duty drivetrain.
Back in the 90’s there was a polar vortex, and somehow my anti freeze was marginal. This was a 50 below day, and somehow I overheated the engine and it caught on fire. A nice Jeep that often people left notes with phone numbers if I ever decided to sell it was now junk. I happen to stall out right in front of a car dealership, and they had a fire extinguisher that saved the Jeep.
The Jeep sat in my sister’s driveway for two years, and then I resurrected it. Instead of just a Chevy V-8 I bought an early 80’s Firebird that someone had installed a Corvette engine in, so I upgraded the motor. I had destroyed a Jeep rear axel years ago and replaced it with a cut-down Ford 9-inch with Lincoln Continental rear disc brakes.
So for the past two days I am kinda reliving my past in building out the Ti IBIS as a full blown 11-speed XTR bike. Understand that like the Jeep it is a rare vehicle, and I hoarded parts and stockpiled them to eventually one day convert the Ti IBIS from an urban single speed into a full blown crazy mountain bike that is totally trick.
Last night I was working on the bike in the basement till 11:00 PM. Today I continued, but I lacked a Star Fangled nut for the Rock Shox Judy Cross Country, that pretty recently I purchased from SRP (Specialty Retro Products) that was overhauled, upgraded to SL specs with Ti hardware, had a upgraded brace, and a set of Speed Springs installed instead of elastomers.
”Maggie” wanted to go food shopping, but know there is a bike shop in Mohegan Lake near the Shop Rite we go to. We first went to the bike shop, but it was closed. After grocery shopping I decided to try and find the bike shop in Peekskill on North Division Street.
On our way home I made the right off Main Street, and discover that this bike shop is not in town, so I keep on driving, then I discover that it is somewhat outside the City proper, but the bike store is in fact a house with a storefront which is something I want to shoot as a series.
The store kinda is run down and it looks closed. I get out because there is a closed steel door, with an open sign on it, there is another sign that says “Armaments and Bicycles,” then there is another sign that says to knock or ring the buzzer. So it is almost like owner of those storefronts in the 70’s where I’m reminded where we use to get nickel and dime bags of weed.
When I knocked there was no response, then I rang the buzzer, a pause, then someone opened the door and asked what I wanted. The door was open but pretty much there was no space to enter. Floor to ceiling bike parts kinda like a automotive wrecking yard.
So Herb starts looking for this nut with teeth that cuts into a cylander that I need to assemble the Ti IBIS. He moves piles of stuff around and I look at the mess inside. Mucho crazy. I mention to Herb that he has a cool shop, not really, but it surely is interesting and mucho strange. I ask, “How long have you been in business?” And Herb says I’ve been here for 44 years.
WOW.
Two days ago when I went for that morning ride this guy skating on a frozen pond practicing hockey, stops, looks up, and is staring at me. As I approach he says, “That’s an old bike,” and I respond, “It’s over 35 years old.”
Never realized that my old steel IBIS is like driving around in a vintage Porsche. Meanwhile in the upper parking lot I only see carbon fiber full suspension bikes.
I miss my Jeep and it would be really cool if I still had it, but pretty much the delayed building and having a dream come true is happening with the Ti IBIS. As I build it, I’m pretty amazed. I’m taking my time relishing the moments, doing all the extra care, and really thinking things through.
The bike looks expensive because it is, it really stands out because it is so different, and of course it is retro and historical.
The cranks sport a spyderless chainring setup, XTR, black Rock Shox, splashes of red anodize accents, all these trick parts. I ended up using and keeping the trick “Duplex” brake lever to control both the front and rear brakes with only one lever.
The complete bike with a front suspension might be 22-23 pounds. Know that full suspension bikes that are made of carbon fiber with disc brakes weigh close to 30 pounds or more.
So I’m going to wash the dishes and go back into the basement…
The Ti IBIS is pure evil. On the front brake (cantilever) I have a cable hanger that is basically an eyeball that I call the evil-eye. It is likely 35 years old.
Cal