brianbaylis@juno.com wrote:
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> Mike and Chuck,
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> I guess I missed something. I have been working more and typing less lately; is this article online anywhere? I got a call from my mother this morning saying that my Aunt who lives right near Chuck and the Rose Bowl called her saying something about bikes in the newspaper. My Mom said something about mention of her #2 son in the news. I thought to myself, crap, what did I do THIS time. Maybe one of my neighbors thinks I'm an international bike thief or some such piffle. The story should say that I grind them up and eat them in my attempt to beat the world record. What does it say about all of us kooks?
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> Brian Baylis
> La Mesa, CA
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Los Angeles Times (latimes.com)
Unalloyed joy Retro-bike fanatics crave the solid style of the steel era.
By Geoffrey Mohan Times Staff Writer
March 16, 2004
If you ride with Chuck Schmidt and friends, it's best to bring a bicycle built before Greg LeMond won the Tour de France.
"Anything before click shifting or click-in pedals," Schmidt says, explaining the accepted ground rules for the small group of retro-bike fanatics who meet every first Sunday of the month at the Rose Bowl.
It's not that the last good bicycle was made in the mid-'80s. And Schmidt, a graphic designer and teacher, quickly dispels the notion that he's a Luddite. But to his artistically tuned eye, and to the hearts, legs and bottoms of an increasing number of cycling fans, something got lost in the sprint toward the 16-pound bicycle that began roughly when LeMond lifted his arms on the Champs-Elysées.
With even the storied Italian frame makers - Faliero Masi, Ugo De Rosa, Ernesto Colnago - giving in to aluminum, carbon and titanium frames, the craft of welding steel-alloy tubes into ornately cut lugs to form the ruggedly elegant geometry of a bicycle frame survives mostly in a niche of custom frame builders.
But there is more than grumpy nostalgia for bygone days driving serious racers back to their first love. "The thing that has people coming back to lugged-steel frames is that they ride nice, they look neat," says Schmidt. And for all but the most serious riders, Schmidt insists, a few extra pounds of bicycle frame don't make much difference.
A robust 60-year-old with a tanned Jack La Lanne build and youthful grin, Schmidt often chooses to lead the Sunday ride on his fixed-gear 1959 Mercian, a delightfully spare bike with no derailleur or brakes. He restored the Key-lime frame and outfitted it with rare GB parts made by Gerald Burgess, a postwar British manufacturer whose family now makes furniture.
By coincidence, Greg Townsend, 45, pulls up with a red Mercian that he dates to 1962 or 1963. A skeptical Schmidt silently looks it over, then suggests it's from the 1970s - a suspicion confirmed when Townsend flips it over and finds a 73 in the serial number.
Townsend, who still races on a thoroughly modern bike, says he fell in with the retro crowd by accident of time. "It turns out that I just got old and still have lots of parts," he explains.
Another rider interrupts: "Gosh, those hubs are great, are they Campagnolo?"
"No, they're Airlites," Townsend says.
A British transplant who grew up in the Midwest, he recalls going to races where riders who had been extras in the 1979 movie "Breaking Away" were introduced at the starting line as if they were stars.
Looking back at the film, there are details that now seem as quaint as driving goggles: toe clips, baggy cotton shorts, loose wool jerseys. All are de rigueur for the Sunday ride.
Steve Maas, who looks like what he is - a 54-year-old electrical engineer from Long Beach - promenades his Hetchins Magnum Opus, 1981, with its baroquely embellished lug work, filigreed along the tubes at every joint (don't overlook the twin-plate fork crown, either ).
"It's fairly new by the standards of this group," says Maas, who bought the ride in December from a guy in Scotland for $1,200, complete with a full gruppo of Campagnolo parts.
"Oh, you stole that thing!" exclaims Fred Crane, a La Cañada Flintridge accountant who shows up astride a Space Age carbon-fiber Kestrel but quickly explains that he meant to bring his vintage Gitane, which had an unexpected flat.
The belle of the ball on a recent Sunday ride, might just be actor Scott Smith's 1974 sky-blue Masi Gran Criterium, built in Carlsbad (yes, California) during the brief time when frame craftsman Faliero Masi licensed out his production there.
These are highly prized bicycles that can sell for many multiples of
their original price.
>From that shop sprang arguably the best craftsmen in the trade in
California, including the late Mario Confente and Brian Baylis, who
still builds custom bicycles.
"This is No. 670," Smith boasts, showing the serial number on the bottom bracket.
"I think I have 363 and 4-O-something," adds Matthew Gorski, co-founder of the Sunday retro-bike ride and proud owner of seven classic Masi bikes.
Smith, 42, is a new collector, with the Masi and a 1982 Colnago Super. "I keep my collection focused," he explains. "It keeps the wife from getting crazy."
Two bikes are nothing. Even Maas is bashful about his own stable. "I don't call myself a collector," Maas says. "I have about a dozen old bikes."
Faces turn to Schmidt, and there are jokes about the proverbial "cat lady" who dies and leaves behind dozens of animals. Schmidt is coy about his collection: "I don't know. No one knows. Somewhere around 50." He has long since stopped inviting guests to his South Pasadena house, which is reportedly crammed with bicycles and parts. If you want to see them, you have to ride with him.
They push off at 11 a.m., at a conversational pace (mostly about EBay vintage bike auctions) that takes them through South Pasadena, San Marino, Temple City and eventually to Sierra Madre. There are only two strict rules to the ride. First, no one is dropped from the pack. And second, Schmidt explains, "The ride goes on, even if nobody shows up."
When the ride winds down in Sierra Madre, riders bypass the busy Starbucks that dominates the downtown square. They settle up the street, at Bean Town, a local coffee shop, instead.
The place has been around for decades, a length of time Chuck acknowledges with a slight grin.
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HISTORY
An exhibit in Pasadena traces the development of the bicycle.
March 16, 2004
Pedal power (Pasadena Museum of History)
By Geoffrey Mohan
Fans of bicycle history would be well served to spin over to the Pasadena Museum of History, at Walnut Street and Orange Grove Boulevard, to check out "Wheels of Change," an exhibit on the bicycle's place in local and national history.
It's a small exhibit, easily viewed in a lunch hour, full of odd tidbits and compelling reminders that before California fell in love with the automobile, it was just as passionate about two-wheeled transportation.
Which explains why, for instance, Horace Dobbins, a former mayor of Pasadena, completed about two miles of a proposed nine-mile elevated wooden bicycle turnpike to downtown in 1900. The project was stymied by railroad right-of-way disputes, and eventually, the Arroyo Seco Parkway (now the Pasadena Freeway) filled the proposed route.
The exhibit explores bike history from an all-wood Draisine "running machine," propelled by the feet, Flintstone-style, to early models of the BMX and mountain bike, both pioneered in California.
Beyond the local lore, the exhibit demonstrates how what once was termed "the first big-scale assault of American technology on institutionalized religion" and a great liberator of women also pioneered many of the technologies for its eventual nemesis, the automobile. Among them: pneumatic tires, lightweight steel tubing, chain-and-shaft devices and dependable brakes.
The exhibit runs until Aug. 1. Museum hours are noon to 5 p.m., Wednesday through Sunday. Admission is $5 for adults and $4 for seniors and students. Children younger than 12 are admitted free.
- Geoffrey Mohan
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Chuck Schmidt South Pasadena, Southern California
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