Breaking the fixie out of confinement, I took it for a ride along the river and through the streets of Melbourne. Going back to riding fixed wheel was fun. Though I forgot I have to look out for snakes rather than bears, and at one point clipped the tail of a brown snake who was happily wriggling across the bike path.
When can you tell if you have a problem? How many bikes is too many? Not four, surely… I mean, they’re all for different things. Fixed gear. Reynolds frame. Hillbrick wheels. Zoom stem and handlebars… etc etc.