The slippery slope of pimpery...

Now for along time I've been the kind of guy who eschews the expensive end of the bike market.

To quote Keith Bontrager:
Strong, Light, Cheap - Pick Two.

I picked cheap and strong. I'm very much a Titec and Deore kind of a guy. Or at least I was...
The singlespeed frame came with something alarmingly beautiful. A Phil Wood EBB.

Nice isn't it. The machining on it is exquisite in a engineering geek kind of a way. Bear in mind this will be mainly hidden in the bottom bracket shell and will have holes worn in it by the set screws. Plus mine has extra holes machined into the sides to add extra pimpness and save weight. Dribble.

This weekend I broke a seatpin, luckily my genitalia remained intact but the ride finished before it even got going.

On return home and after a quick hour and a bit on the roadbike to at least get some riding in, the search for a new seatpin began. 27.2mm in diameter, black and at least 400mm in length. Online stores were scoured. Something strong and cheap was looked for. No joy. hmm... Something reasonably priced? Like a Salsa Shaft, nope. My favorite Ireland based bike emporium had 2 suitable options a Race Face job in black with a weird clamp (fifty five pounds to you , sir) and a Thomson Elite. Sixty Pounds. For seatpin. I've never spent more than twenty five quid on one before.

"Buy" button hit. A smidge over twenty four hours later and it was in my sweaty paws. It's a bit nice and I have been eyeing up the Thomson stem...

This might be quite expensive.

ps: I would like to thank the dog walkers who use Martinshaw Woods for leaving large numbers of Dog Poo landmines there. There is nothing like a quick coating of dog poo to bring your biking buzz down.