Every so often, I get an unintended reminder of just how long I’ve had the best job in the world – writing about old bikes. I’ve written about a lot of new ones, too, mainly through the 1990s when Rowena and I worked on a couple of modern bike magazines. It’s oddly easy to forget the majority of the latter – although it’s pretty easy to remember a lot of the old bikes I was riding to write about back then. Why? Aha – a question I have occasionally asked myself…
The answer is deceptively simple: every old bike, with a handful of owners and many, many miles of maintenance as well as actual riding beneath its wheels, is in some way non-stock. This can vary from simple things, like…
