Elitism and Snobbery

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Agreed, all but two of my bikes are from there, and most of my kit is too.

The other week I bought a really nice jersey and MTB capri pants from their 500 range.

I'm far too short for their adult bikes though, and their current range kids bikes aren't exactly what I want to ride. Therefore I ride a Wiggins, which has proved to be equally good VFM.

And I get regularly compliments on my kit and bike when I'm out and about. :smile:
 

Ian H

Ancient randonneur
Then you get the nightmare ‘Frankenstein’s Knobber’ a clubbie riding a sportive.

Were you refused membership or something?
 
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User169

Guest
To reverse the trend a bit, I once bought a 1930’s BSA looped frame cycle from a museum, got it back working with minimal effort and decided to ride to the museum to show them. Got on shared path and was maybe 50 yards behind a bloke on a race bike. Every time I rang my bell at walkers/dog owners in front, the race bike rider pedalled faster, as if it was some massive effrontery to him if I got past. It ended up being highly amusing (to me) as I was gaining on him until I was on his back wheel, so I kept ringing the bell at people.
In the end he stopped and pulled his phone out and I got past. He was clearly knackered and could have been on the home straight of a 100 mile ride or something, but it didn’t half amuse me.

Classic bike forum trope #34. I was on my paper round on my bmx which had one pedal and no handlebars and I overtook every single other person! And they were all like pros going totes as fast as they could! MASSIVE!!!!!!!
 

Drago

Legendary Member
That's nothing. In 2003 I was out on my Raleigh Wayfarer, which had no wheels, pedals, seat, or anything else, and I overtook Lance Amstrong. I then saw Evel Knieval, so I jumped 18 buses and popped a wheelie. Let me tell you, that ain't easy while rolling a smoke with the girlfriend riding pillion while using my nethers as a grab rail.
 
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raleighnut

Legendary Member
That's nothing. In 2003 I was out on my Raleigh Wayfarer, which had no wheels, pedals, seat, or anything else, and I overtook Lance Amstrong. I then saw Evel Knieval, so I jumped 18 buses and popped a wheelie. Let me tell you, that ain't easy while rolling a smoke with the girlfriend riding million while using my nethers as a grab rail.
You had a frame, you were lucky I had to make do with a seatpost.
 

Randomnerd

Bimbleur
Location
North Yorkshire
You had a frame, you were lucky I had to make do with a seatpost.
I rode the one remaining atom from my Raleigh Chico - after the house fire that ruined my childhood home put all fifteen of us on the street - right round the world twice while whistling show tunes from Cats et al, passing all cyclists I met at around Mach Six.
Sold that atom of a bike in Exchange and Mart in 1981, which funded part share in a small Mediterranean island, from where I take phone calls and jet off occasionally to save the world from any and various evil megalomaniacs.
Which made me laugh....
 

Drago

Legendary Member
I rode the one remaining atom from my Raleigh Chico - after the house fire that ruined my childhood home put all fifteen of us on the street - right round the world twice while whistling show tunes from Cats et al, passing all cyclists I met at around Mach Six.
Sold that atom of a bike in Exchange and Mart in 1981, which funded part share in a small Mediterranean island, from where I take phone calls and jet off occasionally to save the world from any and various evil megalomaniacs.
Which made me laugh....

Well, that's nothing. My Raleigh Tomahawk rusted so badly that one day I came out to ride it to school and all that was left was a quark. Didn't stop me riding the 741 miles to school no handed though, while whistling ever act from Wagner's Ring Cycle and doing my homework.
 
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