Roadside coinage

Some Wednesday-night ride reports over at the 117. When I stopped into CRC yesterday, I inquired as to whether the proprietor had, the previous night, sallied forth on his own self-propelled conveyance, and he confirmed this and more. "Last night, and this morning."

Yafro reports from Santa Cruz--coincidentally, the erstwhile birthplace of aforementioned Bontrager bikes, pre-Trek buyout (all this drooly Bonnie talk sent me to the boilerroom to fondle my old maroon Privateer, patiently awaiting a rebuild).

Anyway, the point I wanted to make was that the Santa Cruz crowd, including the estimable Drunkingham, have dubbed those little plastic bottles filled with urine you find along the side of the road... these are apparently known as "trucker piss bombs."

The last few miles of road to the meeting spot was about a half hour climb, but I arrived to a match of "flick the trucker piss bomb the furthest" thanks to the ring leader, the mayor of drunkingham himself, so all was good.

Urban dictionary just calls them "trucker bombs," but also indicates that they can sometimes (somehow) contain feces as well. So Drunkingham appears to have added a much needed refinement to the nomenclature.

'Nuff said.

More on the Most Fetishized Bike in History

I used that orange XO-1 as my inaugural example of great bike porn. It's a bike I've always loved and never owned. I admire Geno's at the shop--the one one which he won the Chequamegon 40--and I personally believe it to be one of the finest colors ever applied to a bike frame.

But I was reminded this morning as I stopped in at CRC, and I saw good old Sean. I asked after his purple XO-1, which the last time I saw it was in mint and original condition, and it turns out he commissioned it for sale out of CRC recently. I mention that, because if memory serves, purple was the original color of the XO-1.

Good to see you Sean. Sorry about the XO-1. (On the other hand, I admire a guy who can sever ties with lovers like that. I have a yard full of rusty, half-assed affairs that are an embarrasment to me and my wife, and which I would not fob upon anyone. But I keep them around for parts in the old Free Bike! side project, more about that some other time. Anyone got a bunch of bald 27 inch tires they want to donate?)