Things have been busy at the shop and I also now have this awesome new sign! 122 Ann Street, Key Weird, Conch Republic. The smallest shop on the island and the largest selection of panniers and racks! Holla at Chily 305-985-2453! I still have so many photos to upload from the 2014 Big Adventure as well as lots of smaller 1,2 and 3 nighters around South Florida and the Keys. If you’re around, pass by the shop!
The Banjo Brothers Market Pannier! I stock these in red and black. Both come with a shoulder strap, carry handles and have an interior zippered pocket. This is a Chilly’s favorite and I use it every day on my commute to the shop. A super sized and super usefulgrocery pannier that can also carry most anything. $50 each! Stop using plastic grocery bags, get some panniers! Full set-up special! A pair of Market panniers, a rear rack and basic installation for $125! Wooo-haaa!
The first alleycat of 2010! sorry for the late flyer…or is it early for island time?!?! I dunno…but i do know this will be a fun race and the afterparty will be as much fun as y’all make the photos funny.
You will need a digital camera for this one and need to take photos at all the manifest checkpoints. At the last stop, your camera’s photos get dumped into a computer and we’ll watch a slideshow of vacation photos…so make it interesting!
UPDATE!!! The final stop/checkpoint/afterparty will have the slideshow and a few noshes and drinks…then we’re off for the afterafterparty to a bar to celebrate proper!!! Then let then fun begin with some slalom racing, footdown or tracksand comps! woooo-haaaa! Ride On!!!
posts of past races:
Key West Hardcore August 2009
The Summer Showdown in Old Town July 2009
The Invasion of the Tourists has been moved to Saturday, April 17th! I need more time to line up some great sponsors (prizes!) and make a dang flyer. yeah great, i gotta try to draw again, that’ll be entertaining… and on with the blurry photos and rambling…
This conch cruiser roadie was caught locked up in front of Louie’s Backyard. Ohhh what a beauty! I really dig the isle style on this bicycle. The frame almost looks too nice with that awesome tropical blue paint. Flipped handlebars and a basket too. Dang. Hotness….
Ape hanger handlebars…. with bar ends!…. and a towing ball ready for business on the rear end. Only in Key West.
Pollard and I locked up our bicycles at the racks on Front Street next to the boardwalk and docks and gangplanks and whatnot. There were A LOT of bikes locked up whilst their riders were happyhouring or maybe out on sunset cruises: a beautiful sight. This shot presented itself and caught my fancy. A few weeks later I realized the bicycle with the sticker is owned by Chris at Melo Velo.
Cookies! I took this while camping at Burlingame State Park in Rhode Island and commuting to the beaches every morning. As seen here, the crates work quite well to carry an assortment of beach sundries including cookies. I really like cookies! The cool thing about camping here is Blue Shutters beach and miles of preserved beach are a free few minutes away by bike! Watch Hill, which will cost you $20-$30 to park a car for the day, is about an hour away pedaling casually and its free to lock up your bike! Very creative beach there too; there’s always some amazing sand sculptures, seaweed and stick sculptures and all kinds of other nice wierdness. Including fog! Many mornings we would arrive to thick fog, but as the sun rose higher, it’d burn away revealing a wonderful view of the ocean and surrounding cliffs.
Firewood collecting in the Everglades and beer transportation logistics; a winning combination!! Wandering around, breaking large branches, on uneven, potholey rocks can work up quite a thirst! Luckily, it was possible to stay hydrated and collect firewood for the night’s fire. Or the afternoon’s smokefest to keep bugs at bay while cooking or engaging in other campwork.
This isn’t my bicycle! Three or four years ago I had a great conversation with a woman I think was named Cheryl at the Parrot. Somehow bicycles and crates and baskets came up and she described the red crate on her rack. T’was the same one I had! She had also stuck some highly reflective stickers onto the basket which I promptly did to my own basket; it was a great idea!
This is my bicycle at the Parrot! Woo-haaa! One night around this same time period, back when I was only visiting and had begun driving my van down I awoke very confused. I had slept in my van and my bike wasn’t inside! How did someone get inside and steal it with me in there too!?!? A walk to the Parrot for an afternoon beer solved the mystery. My bicycle was already there, waiting for me…still locked up from the night before…
I really wish i remembered this gentleman’s name. He arrived at the shop with his seat mounted to a wooden dowel on his bicycle because he needed a new seat post! The dowel was his only available alternative to walking. Well done!
As awesomely great as that story was, it was only a small part of the story of a man and his bicycle. Many years ago, his mother gave him money to buy a suit. And did he listen? No he didn’t! ! No, he went out and spent the money on a brand new bicycle! And still rides it to this day. His words were something like, “If i had bought that suit, it’d be long gone by now, but I still have my bicycle.”
Ain’t life grand!?
I caught this bicycle a few weeks ago while riding to The Bottle Cap for a few drinks. I’ve never seen such a combination of handlebars and bar ends. I wonder if the rider is super super super duper tall!?!? Its mos def a Conch Cruiser with the obligatory basket, fender and handcuffs for a bike lock; though its strangely pretty much rust free! Whateva, its all good. Ride on!
Tomas dropped by the other day with a major chain problem and a bleeding thumb that prolly needed minor surgery. We treated the chain and released the bicycle healthy and ready to cruise; but not before I shot this photo of Tomas, his bicycle and his rusty key. Yep. I have seen it all. Rusted headsets, rusty handlebars, completely rusted fenders, rusted out frames, chains and locks….and now…a rusty key. The climate here is brutal on bicycles.