This weekend I’m off up north to ride the C2C cycle route – Whitehaven on the west coast to Tynemouth on the east coast. It’s about 150 miles and should take three days. This is my second time doing the route, although unlike last time we’re camping along the way and carrying all our gear on the bikes – tent, sleeping bags, stove, food, the lot. Fingers crossed for dry weather.
More bike news. I’ve had an old ’98 Specialized S-Works frame hanging in the garage for a while, along with a massive box of random bits and pieces, some old Rockshox, pedals, odd cranks and so on. On closer inspection, it turns out I pretty much had enough old parts to build the S-Works into a complete bike.
I’ve been quite busy since the last entry here, mainly messing around with bikes in the garage. My trusty GT Zaskar LE of 14 years has now been dismantled and I’ve given the frame to my brother as his S-Works was a bit on the small side. To replace it, I picked up another frame – On One Inbred – to be built up as my commuting bike and hardtail MTB for when I fancy a change from the FSR.
It’s been a while (14 years in fact) since I’ve ridden a steel framed MTB and have gotten used to either the super stiff aluminium Zaskar which climbs well but shakes you to bits over fast rough stuff or the plush FSR which is fast and smooth but a bit of a slog uphill. The Inbred is a revelation! I’m not sure if it’s just my imagination but it seems to climb even quicker than the Zaskar and definitely way smoother over fast rough singletrack. The steeper head angle and low flat bars make for lightning, if not slighty twitchy, steering which is a nice alternative to the relatively slack and bouncy FSR with huge riser bars.
All in all I’m dead chuffed. It’s going to make a no nonsense commuter and an awesome little hardtail MTB for short blasts up the woods. If I can convince myself to do any more XC racing this year after last month’s DNF, it’ll make a great race bike too. And to top it off, I stuck some slicks on it on Sunday and entered my first triathlon, passing several lycra-clad guys on expensive looking road bikes.