Sensations

Changing up a few gears a bit before the crest of the hill to power past a mate and get a head start on the descent.

S1. Perfectly tuned shifters that give a quiet “thunk” as the chain drops instantly onto the next cog

S2. A long fixed ride with no shifting ever, just the big ring up every hill

S:

  • crisp quad tans to align your knicks to
  • green wave of lights
  • silent and perfectly shifting mechanical groupset
  • stopping power of freshly cleaned rims and pads

NS:

  • talking about diets at the park up
  • the slowly bunch disappearing as people head home before park up

This thread,
Sensations. Ok here goes.
Euro branded sparkling water after a ride with coffee.
Classic beach Rd,
Perrins Creek loop after dandies.

Wearing in and not out

Untitled by PiledHigher, on Flickr

Untitled by PiledHigher, on Flickr

oh things got very good real quick.

that centaur in particular is perfect.

Sensations: doing extras in the sun after a hard crit. Getting home and having a bevy.

Riding two up in the pissing rain but you still warm cos you dressed right. You’re tired but you feel good, and the tarmac is just right.

Sensations
Getting straight up when the alarm goes
No discussion with self about reasons not to.

Drafting cars.
The sitting on the top tube tuck through a corner verus sitting up.
A fresh razor.

Splitting a gridlocked intersection without even slowing down.

‘No garmins no rules’ stickers =/= sensations.

+1S: Riding in the wet

The ten seconds after you roll out of the driveway but before you realise you’ve forgotten to put your helmet on. SENSATIONS.

approved.

^ Confirmed

Mullet flowing in the breeze.

Worst sensation
Not sure if it’s BB or pedal creaking

Hanging your helmet off your handlebars when riding up the gravel side of Donna Buang.

750kms+ helmet free from Prague to Hamburg.
Gravel side of Donna. Gravel side of Donna w/out helmet.
First (maybe the only?) time pinning a number on - even if it’s for a novelty event like a car park climb.
Single speed (sorry Jamesy, the sensations were there whether you like it or not) the whole way from Adelaide CBD to BelAir and back. Or up the 1:20. Or through Mt Pleasant.
Steph kicking my ass in the sprint for an imaginary line around Albert Park.
Bromptons around Tokyo

Sensations: swapping triple cranksets between two bikes with no fuss.