The different types of of cycling that came together was brilliant and it felt homely. I bumped into so many faces from the last few months since I’ve lived here, and a lot of guys from London came over – which I wasn’t expecting. Very good on many levels.
Watching friends in obstacle race competitions, making new pals, falling in love with frames, the SHE36 Cake Ride, finding new things each day, getting blown away by the first Rad Race event of the year, screaming my heart out, seeing the stream of cyclists flock in, and the week of ‘late night of bike shops’ that left me shattered before the weekend had even started. Magic.
Cake Ride stopping at Keirin.
Falling in wild love with this sold out frame. Oh it hurts.
Radkunst. As you do.
It’s really hard to capture the colouring on this Suicycles frame (above and below), but it’s just the raw heated tarnished metal colouring and it is beautiful.
Pals being good at trackstands and tricks.
The guys at Brother put up with me skipping around shouting about how nice their water bottles (and frames, yes yes) were for a solid five minutes and I am very grateful.
Post race cool-down.
Creeping on the bike polo frames.
Bike art. Did not read the caption and cannot provide actual information beyond ‘oh look, primary colours!’.
Part of SHE36‘s exhibiton about empowering bike ladies.
Small amount of window shopping at the Steel Vintage Bike stand.
Bizarre use of rack, by Wood You Ride. Perhaps not their pineapple.