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a road cycling potpourri page, with my early cycling history (brief), plus musings on industry progress, unexpected solutions and facts, physiology, safety, science, and terminology

Subjects in bold should help find things faster.  I tried to group related stuff together.  For years, higher priorities delayed the writing of this page.  Now in 2024, although I'm a very active cyclist, I haven't been watching the industry as closely as I used to, so although I believe everything is factual, there may be parts that are not quite up to date.  I'll be editing for clarification, new information, or additions.



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My early start

I started in serious road cycling in 1976, in high school.  Before that, I had a yellow Montgomery Ward (department store chain, competitor to Sears) 10-speed with 26x1¼" tires, bike probably made by Huffy.  It had Simplex plastic derailleurs and stem shifters which gave Simplex a black eye that it never recovered from.  (The goal was apparently to save weight.)  If you're old enough, you probably remember this one:
Simplex Prestige rear derailleur, 1970's

The front derailleur just had a rod that went straight in and out, with no parallelogram, like this one (but my bike was yellow, not pink, and my crankset and rims were steel):

But as I frequented the local bike shop, the manager could see I had good mechanical aptitude, so he hired me with a plan of on-the-job training.  My first task there (although I probably did not get paid for this one) was to do a complete overhaul on my own bike.

He himself had a 1976 Schwinn Super Le Tour, which was the lowest on Schwinn's scale of serious road bikes (above the Traveler, Varsity, Continental, and Le Tour).  It had a 4130 CrMo frame.  Retail price was $230 (like $1300 in late 2024); but then he upgraded to full Campagnolo Nuovo Record, and sew-up (tubular) tires.  He let me take it for a test ride, to open my eyes.  I couldn't believe it.  Riding this upgraded Super Le Tour felt like someone was pushing me; and of course the handling was also far better than what I was used to.

Soon I had built up a better bike, with components I chose and ordered, then soon moved up further to a 1977 Swiss-made Mondia Special frame, with Reynolds 531 double-butted tubing throughout.  That bike had a marvelous feel and responsiveness, like it just wanted to be part of you.  The 21st century definitely does not have a corner on great-handling bikes!  Mondia also had some really flamboyant paint jobs.  I got this black one that faded into white and then red at the lugs:
Mondia Special black flamboyant paint job

I thought it would last my lifetime.  Unfortunately I broke it at the bottom of the seat tube.  I had another tube put in it, and I broke it again, from sprints.  (And no, there was not a speck of rust in it.)  This was all in under 20,000 miles.  Yeah, steel fatigues, and breaks.  More about that further down, in the section about carbon-fiber durability.

About that time (1977), I also owned a Bridgestone Kabuki Diamond Road, Kabuki's top-of-the-line racing bike, with tubular tires and full Dura-Ace which was obviously a direct copy of Campagnolo Record.  List price of the bike was $450; but since I worked at the bike shop, I got it for dealer cost, which was $250 IIRC.  I don't remember exactly why I bought it.  I didn't keep it very long before selling it at a $40 profit.  Yeah, the dollar was a lot bigger back then.

Friends saw their 16th birthday as time to get their driver's license.  Not me.  I didn't get one until more than a year later when my parents required me to drive a carpool of kids in their car to high school so they didn't have to do it.  I didn't have any desire for a car of my own until I became interested in my future wife at age 22 and I couldn't take her on dates on my bike.  I bought a car for that, but continued riding bike to work.  Our sons have similar stories.

We don't really think about it, but when newish cyclists see our smoothness, our spin, how we appear to be at home on the bike and have good command of the bike, they instinctively respect the apparent experience.  They often ask me how many years I've been riding, and I tell them I started seriously in 1976.  (Unfortunately I took 13 years off in the 80's and 90's, which I'm not proud of.)  It hit me last week that it has been almost 50 years since I started!  I climb the local canyon roads faster today than I did in my early years though.  I'm not quite as strong, but my endurance is good, and I don't have as much weight to lift up the hill.  When I graduated from high school, I weighed 18 pounds more than I do today, and none of it was fat.  (My bike back then weighed five pounds more too, but I carried less water—which sometimes got me in trouble!)

Improvements since I started in the 1970's

(BTW, this is all for road bikes.  Mountain bikes didn't exist yet when I started, and I consider it a different sport, different field, one I'm not involved in.)  Equipment has changed a lot since the 1970's, mostly for the better (but not all, as I get into further down):

What I think is not so good

This is where the modern stuff went wrong.  And BTW, Wayne has a Rumble video channel Waynosfotos where he shows various problems with the industry's new stuff which it uses to try to grow in a flat market by convincing us that what we have is not adequate and we need to buy the latest thing, and it runs the prices out of sight, and then it laments that it has warehouses full of bikes that don't sell!

Ok, what about updating an old road bike?

I've done this a couple of times.  There are situations that may call for it, but often it's not worth it, because one thing leads to another, and you'll find you're not done until there's nothing left, like peeling an onion.  It depends partly on how old we're talking about though.  I'll try to remember the sequence, what I've done.  Some steps may not apply to some bikes.
So after having gone through this a couple of times, I have more or less concluded that it might be best to just make it work the best it can for its vintage, even with NOS (new-old stock) parts, and if you want something newer, buy something newer.


Regarding gearing

A way we used to get a good spread of closely-spaced gears was called "half-step," and often "half-step plus granny."  We only had five cogs on a freewheel.  For crit racing, you didn't need a wide range of gears; so you could get away with a "corncob" freewheel (like my picture further up) of 14-15-16-17-18 teeth (as 14 was always the smallest, and you probably didn't need anything bigger than 18 in a crit race).  For anything else, getting a relatively wide range of gears without big holes between them required half-stepping, which means the holes left between cog sizes were made up in another chainring.  It made for more front shifting; but it fit the bill.

I worked out dozens of combinations mathematically, and plotted them on a logarithmic scale, and the best I found was a 28-42-47 crankset, with a 13-16-20-25-32 freewheel.  If you deviate even by one tooth somewhere, you'll foul up the whole thing.  Here are the gear ratios:

  cog    granny ring    middle ring    big ring 
32T   1st    23.63"    (6th    35.44")    (11th    39.66") 
25T   2nd    30.24"    7th    45.36"    12th    50.76" 
20T   3rd    37.80"    8th    56.70"    13th    63.45" 
16T   (4th    47.25")    9th    70.88"    14th    79.31" 
13T   (5th    58.15")    10th    87.23"    15th    97.62" 

The ones in parentheses go unused because of the not-so-good chain line (especially because chains back then were not as flexible sideways) and/or because they're near-duplicates of other gears with better chain lines.

Arranging the good ones in order of how high the ratio is, we get (and I'll do this one as an image since I don't know how to make a table like this in html):

As you can see, the jumps are mostly just under 12% through the entire range except the climbing gears.


Charted on a logarithmic scale, we get:

(15th was off the screen when I took the screenshot; but 15th is above 10th by the same amount 14th is above 9th.)

If the gears seem lower than you'd want, well, yes, they are more geared toward touring than racing; but consider three things:


Fortunately you could order custom freewheels and cranksets with virtually any reasonable combinations of teeth.  Today's cassettes don't let you do that, partly because the cogs are specifically mated and ramped to help the chain up onto the next-larger cog only in places where the chain will mesh correctly with the teeth rather than having the rollers riding on the points.  Same with chainrings.  (They also don't want to stock so many chainring sizes.)  An advantage we got from that is that besides quicker shifting that's ready to apply power sooner, it helps keep the chain from going off the outsides of the cassette or crankset where it could even get stuck.  Spécialités TA cranksets still offer pretty much any reasonable combination of numbers of teeth though, and TA has some absolutely gorgeous cranksets—real eye candy!  The distributor that comes to mind is Peter White Cycles.


Misunderstandings, objections, myths, and surprising considerations

It's hard to categorize these many things; but I'll start with gearing, since we were just discussing that, above.


Tandem myths:


There are more tandem myths, but these are the major ones I can think of.  I used to get kind of tired of onlookers telling me, "She's not pedaling!", thinking they were being funny and I might believe them, but they obviously didn't understand that the pedals are connected and there's no way for one crankset to turn without the other one turning (unless you spend a lot extra for independent coasting), or that I could feel every little nuance of her pedaling through my pedals.

Miscellaneous myths:


Incorrect terms:


Short stories

Each paragraph is a short story.


One of the coolest things I've experienced was on Glendora Ridge Road in the mountains of Los Angeles county, when a hawk flew beside me for a while with a live snake in its talons.  It was a slightly downhill section after a lot of climbing, so I was going maybe 25mph.


Get Smart comedy TV series:  I worked in a bike shop in the late 1970's.  The manager planned a vacation, and left his younger brother and me, both teens, in charge of the shop.  Weather forecasting was not as good yet, and it absolutely poured all week.  How much business does a bike shop get in the rain?  None!  We finished up the repairs, cleaned up, and had nothing left to do.  The repair area was next to the showroom, not behind, and it had a big roll-up-type door, which we kept open, as it wasn't cold.  We stood on a workstand, leaning on our elbows, looking out at the rain coming down.  The water flowing down the gutter went eight feet out into the street.  With nothing else to do, the manager's brother brought in a portable TV the next day, and we watched a marathon of Get Smart, which kept us in good humor all week.


I kind of enjoyed working at the shop.  Our clientele was not high-end, and we got a lot of junk to work on; but it was kind of satisfying to take a low-end 10-speed that had been neglected, and make everything work right again.  The one negative was my painful feet and back from standing all the time.  What I would do today is ditch the fancy work stands and just use a display stand that holds the bike by the rear triangle on the left side, with the rear wheel only an inch or two off the floor and free to turn, like this:

and sit on a low stool to do most work.  The front tire rests on the floor; so one of the few things it's not good for is installing a fork or headset.  Shop owner "Velobro" on the now-defunct Bicycling magazine forum likes hanging the bike from ropes, rather than using a workstand.


We live near a 37-mile long class-1 bike trail.  (Class-1 is like a bicycle freeway.  There's a picture further down.)  It is not cluttered with joggers, dogs, etc., and it is suitable for as fast as you can go, even with a strong tailwind, for long stretches at a time.  The last time our younger son rode the tandem with me, before he got too tall to fit on it, we headed north, and had an unusual, strong headwind, so we were pretty slow.  I thought, "If this keeps up, we're going to have a wild ride home!"  And we did!  We did five miles in nine minutes on mostly flat ground, doing 35mph most of that time, slowing a little only for the underpasses.  This was just before he got his go-fast hormones, too.  One man, a pedestrian off to the side, and then another, just watched us go by, with jaw dropped, apparently never having seen a bike go that fast on flat ground (and maybe never having seen a tandem either).


Another time, we were on the Palos Verdes peninsula in the Los Angeles area, going down the north side of Hawthorne, where Tiger Woods had his famous accident.  We went 55mph, and could have done 70 if traffic had allowed.  I'm glad it didn't, because if I had gone down it before, I was forgetting that there was a traffic light after the last gentle right curve, and I'm not sure we could have stopped.  Now I know that when you see the runaway truck ramp, it's time to start slowing down.


I was riding the tandem to San Diego with the other son, and in front of UCSD (University of California, San Diego campus), he wasn't really paying attention when I suddenly hit the brakes hard.  He kind of ended up piggy-back on me.  We laughed about that for a long time.


The summer we got the tandem, in 1999, my wife and I were riding north toward Buellton, CA, on the 101 Fwy, in Santa Barbara County.  Bikes are allowed on the freeway there, and we were on a downhill section, going over 50mph, and my wife was still pushing for more.  My own thought was, "I'm almost 40, I've had my thrills, and this is fast enough."  A family in an SUV passed us with about 10mph, their mouths were all open, apparently stunned to see a bike going that fast.


When our sons were in kindergarten and grade school, I used to push them on the trail mentioned above, so they'd get hooked on speed, and I could get a good workout too.  I'd come up behind one and give him a big shove, shooting him past the other one.  That gave away my kinetic energy, so I'd accelerate to get my speed back, and come up behind the other one, and repeat.  (I wouldn't push them if they didn't pedal though.)  We'd do this for up to 50 miles a ride.  One time we rode to the beach, without my wife, and had lunch at River's End Cafe, "Just us boys!"  I don't remember what we ate, but the food was really bad, super greasy!  I didn't want to ruin the experience for them though, so I didn't say anything.  We never ate there again (although it has changed hands since then, and the food might be entirely different now).


Another time I went down with just the younger one, who was still on 20" wheels.  Coming home, just after the steel bridge below El Dorado park, we came up behind another road cyclist who was all suited up and riding an expensive bike.  He didn't see us coming.  I gave Daniel a shove and shot him past this man, who let out this loud groan, as if to say, "Oooooh that hurt!!" (to be passed by an eight-year-old on 20" wheels).  He stepped up his effort and passed him back.  For the next eight miles, Daniel and I worked hard to chase him down, until he exited; but we were always 100-200 yards behind and just couldn't reel him in.


A couple of years later, we went to my sister's in Riverside for Thanksgiving, and took the bikes, arriving a couple of hours early for a ride, and asked for a recommendation for a suitable loop.  Unfortunately there was a downhill part that was a narrow, fast two-lane road with no shoulder, and we, including our 10YO son on a tiny Schwinn Sprint road bike with 24" wheels, went 40mph.  It seemed so dangerous, but it seemed like it would also be dangerous to slow down because then the traffic would come up on us too fast from behind and not have time to respond and give us room.  Fortunately he didn't crash; but it was sure scary.


This younger son is now married and has two young kids, including a 5YO boy whom he's training to be a cyclist <happyface>.  When he's out on another local trail with him, people have said to him, "Way to go.  Start them early;" and "You're a good dad!"


When our sons were 13 and 16, we were climbing Figueroa Mountain Road in Santa Barbara County, CA which goes past Michael Jackson's Neverland Ranch.  A pulley bearing on my rear derailleur started squeaking badly; so when we reached the fire station in the mountains, we stopped at a picnic table out front and I lubed it with vaseline from my shorts which I put in the pad to prevent saddle sores.  We laughed about that one for a week.  (Now I use aftermarket pulleys with ball bearings rather than sleeve bearings, so there's no binding or squeaking.)


Mountain Ave in Upland, CA turns into Mt. Baldy Rd which climbs up to the Mt. Baldy ski lifts.  Perhaps you saw the racers climb it in the Tour of California.  The last couple of miles are rather insane, with sections of 16% grade.  Our son was riding on Mountain Ave, and a man in a car asked if he wanted some Vicodin (a pain pill with hydrocodone and acetaminophen).  Um, no, LOL.


For anyone who thinks Los Angeles county is a concrete jungle, I present some pictures from our local hills and mountains which we ride.  We live close to the middle of the populated part of the county, yet the first picture is at about four miles from home, and the next one is another half mile up the road.

Turnbull Canyon Rd.

me climbing Turnbull Canyon Rd.
Me on Turnbull

north end of the class-1 San Gabriel River trail, near where it lets you out onto Hwy 39 to start the climb into the mountains

about ten more miles up the road, at the junction of East Fork Rd.

son on Glendora Ridge Rd.

2011 Tour of California racers climbing up the east end of Glendora Ridge Rd.

That's our tiny daughter-in-law in the lower-right corner.

Hwy 2, near Dawson Saddle, in the Angeles National Forest, around 7,000 feet elevation



If you have suggestions for additional links, corrections, or to report dead links, email me at wilsonminesBdslextremeBcom (replacing the B's with @ and .).  Please, no SEO spam!  You can use this email address for individual discussion too.  I am open to suggestions for good cycling forums.  I was active on Bicycling's forum before they foolishly shut it down and deleted a lot of great information from industry insiders like Velobro.  The only forums I've been on recently are ones on MeWe (the non-censoring facebook replacement), the "Love to Cycle," "Cycling is Not a Crime," "VINTAGE RACING BICYCLES," and "AB&C (Accessories, Bikes & Components)" groups; but I got off of MeWe too because I didn't like the changes MeWe was making.


Posted Aug 31, 2024, last updated Nov 16, 2024.