I was rudely awakened by objects being thrown around the cabin at 3:00AM while Sookie was buffeted with 40 mile per hour gusts, it’s going to be a long stormy week, same as most of the winter has been. With a poof I lit the hob pulled out my cycling luggage and made another round of cuts in the pre dawn darkness. My next bicycle tour will be the ultimate in sophistication, minimalism and simplicity.
I’ve spent the last week, scrutinizing every piece of gear, studying every inch of Brompty and putting together the ultimate touring bicycle. You learn a lot pedaling 2500 miles and my system is near perfect.
There is nothing I can do to make Brompty better, she is already flawless but the idea of upgrading to a titanium version has my mouth watering with dropping another 5 pounds off my load, I’ve already shed 15. I have everything I need and not a gram more. My only conflict is that they discontinued the orange frame this year and I can’t see dropping so much cash on a bike that isn’t the perfect coler for me. As much as I love the rear rack its coming off for my next journey and that alone will save the equivent or two giant beers for the end of each day.
My tent is the other big WTF, I killed my brand new North Face tent in Gale force winds on the Oregon coast and am thinking a hammock might be an option but I honestly loved that little coffin of a tent till they day it died and other than it’s bright yellow color it was so tiny I could stealth camp easily in those creepy thick woods with out a problem.
Im going back to work for real so this may be my last hurrah till I can save enough for the new boat so this is a super big deal to me. My knee is still not 100% but a lighter load and slower pace should see many beautiful miles out on the road. I’ll be living very close to the edge without any backup clothing or parts but I’m not worried about it, I don’t think it’s possible fo find worse weather than I did in my last trip.
Each day is three minutes longer, a smidge closer to our amazing early spring days and and I’m jonesing hard for the open road and the freedom of exploration it provides. Long days in the saddle with big climbs, nasty headwinds and all those morons in thier cars, I’m so close I can almost taste the next journey.