Tonight was one of those perfect nights. It was a crazy day at the shop again, a direct result of me being alone. The phone was either ringing off the hook, or there where one or more people in the shop, and new emails where sitting unaswered about Austrailian 36ers, there was a surprise road bike sale for a guy's wife, plus a growing stack of repair slips from all the traffic in and out. It was one of those days where I finally got to eat lunch at about 4 o'clock. For so many reasons, it was the perfect spring day in any bike shop. It's fun on spring rush time. It's what everyone in this industry has been eagerly awaiting for months now. It is, however, a bit draining. Work didn't end when I locked up for the night either. It's spring time at home as well.
Meg and I have recently embarked on a rather large painting project at home. Four rooms of our small six room house are in dire need of painting. Add these to the growing list of places to paint in the shop, and I imagine I'll be sweating latex by the end of the month. We are fortunate to have a great paint store in town. You know, the kind that sells actual paint that so good it doesn't really need two coats? It's awesome. Like a good bike shop, such a place is indispensable in the Walmart world we live in. The living room and bathroom at the shop are going to be a raison shade of purple. It's awesome really. I was a little apprehensive at first, but it's going to be really cool looking. I'll be the first to admit, I am not a painter. I am capable of producing a decent looking job, but I royally screwed up the estimate for how much paint one wall would take. Turns out, I need a little less than a gallon, I bought a quart. Oh well, half of one wall is currently purple in my house, and it looks amazing.
After all of this, I was really needed a good easy let down from the day. It's a really nice early spring evening in Northfield. The air is a crisp, clear 38 deg or so, just on the chilly side without really being cold. I took a few minutes earlier today to set up the new to me Pofhal for decent riding as a flat bar. I am in need of some nice non aero Campy or Dia Compe brake levers and a set of Shimano Barcons to complete the Dirt Drop conversion. For the time being, I retuned the rollercams, fixed the chainline issues, removed the bar ends, replaced the hard grips, and overhauled the rear hub. This more or less made the bike ready to go, though by the end of the night I was sorely wanting for some nonstraight bars for it!
Out of paint, and thus released from my honey-do list, I threw on my trusty flannel lined Carhart overalls, a wool longsleeve, a hoodie, windbreaker, and light hat and gloves. I was perfectly dressed. Not too hot, not too cold, it was just perfect. The Pofhal rides really well. The linear pull levers really do not work well with the short pull rollercams, thought they stop if needed. The bike shifts great, the wheels spin up really nicely and the new tires roll along without hardly any coaxing. I really like the handleling of the bike, though the fork offset is clearly designed with drop bars in mind. It has a tendency to feel a little floppy with the current no sweep, racer boy bars, (I really dislike these!). It was a great ride though nonetheless. The bike is very responsive, almost to the point of harsh, but not quite. The tires at 50psi I am sure contributed largely to this as well, so it's not a true judge yet. The frame and fork are pretty nice Columbus tubing, and it really shows even with high pressure. Small vibration is vitually nonexistant, and larger bumps have just enough of the edge taken off to be managable.
It was an epic cruise of Northfield. I hit all of the old haunts. Carleton, St Olaf, the old night time graveyard routes, all of my childhood elementary school playgrounds, it was great. I took a few minutes at Longfellow School and hit the swing sets for a while. I have to say, if you haven't been swinging lately, do it now! What a feeling of pure simple joy. There's nothing that makes you feel like a kid again than just chillin on some swings. The school is in a quieter part of town, without many lights around. Up above, the stars were shining bright. What must have only been a few minutes there felt as if hours could have passed in the real world. It was just what I needed.
Much refreshed, I headed for home. I rode about 6 miles tonight. Plenty for a casual cool down spin. Tomorrow will bring much of the same I hope, more bikes to be fixed, and more people to talk to. I'll sleep good tonight, knowing that I'll be ready for it when morning comes. Hope it's been a good night for all of you, cheers.