I’ve cut down on bikes, that’s a bit like saying “I used to smoke 50 a day, but through sheer willpower, I’m down to 48“.
Update: January 2019.
Every year you’ll find this page long divorced from any one of recognisable reality. Instead it’s elbows deep in broken promises, ridiculous rationale and all sorts of fresh metal presented as clothes on an omnipotent emperor.
After 14 years of this blog, you deserve a little better. Any talk of ‘strategy’, ‘progression’ or even ‘alcohol based purchase insanity’ must be consigned to the bin of delusion, the skip of stupidity, the crash of commercialism.
Let’s instead cut to the chase. Out the door went the ’never be sold’ Mojo3, ‘probably shouldn’t have bought’ Transition Smuggler and ’Would have made sense to keep’ Cotic FlareMax. Caught up in a flurry of shed-laundry, I gave away my 17 year old DMR Switchback as it’d been a wall-queen for far too long.
So that just left me with Jess’s SolarisMax. She’s not ridden it in 2018 but it’s still hers. Which gave me ample reason to buy another one in MK2 regalia. The Mojo3 was replaced by the mighty RipMo from the same lovely manufacturer but with bigger wheels and proper clearance.
The box of spares I had left after that slash and burn workshop based savagery was hung off a new Bird Aeris 120. Which was nothing like the Bird Aeris I sold a couple of years ago. Just so we’re clear.
TLDR? The door continues to revolve.
That’s it until 2020. I’ve no idea what’s coming next. I know it’s not an E-bike 😉