Upon getting this result I told the racer " I'm really not sure what to do to finish this job- it totally went south and I'll need some time to figure out how to make it right." The racer told me that he was not worried and that he was in no hurry. I hung the frame up in my shop and a couple of years went by. I would look up at it and think : "What the hell am I going to do with this thing ?" I was stumped......the fact that the customer didn't care how long it took made it easier for me to procrastinate indefinitely, it seemed.
At one point I tired to contact the customer but his former employer told me that he had moved out of state and had left no forwarding address or contact info. He was kind of a sketchy guy so this was not unexpected. I figured that he would call me when he needed to.
Well, he didn't. I had this frame through a couple of shop moves and nearly three decades went by. As chance would have it, one of his old friends came by the shop about a year ago . I asked the friend if he knew the racer's whereabouts to which he replied: "Oh......he died of a drug overdose a few years ago." Now I was really off the hook- the frame was worthless unless I did the work to make it roll again. There was no fork with it so I would have to cob together a reasonable facimile of a 1970 Colnago Super fork. Fortunately, a builder friend of mine had a fork crown with clover cutouts in it that looked pretty good and I had the right blades and dropouts. Another builder friend had some clover cutout lugs I could use to re-build the seat lug and replace the upper head tube lug. All I needed was to make the time to do the job.
After the whole bike was built I really didn't know quite what to do with it. It was a bit too small for me and seeing as how the previous owner had died, I could not feel good about selling it. I came up with the right plan- I had a friend who had had bad luck with getting bikes stolen . He had lost more than a few really nice custom bikes over the years......just bad luck for the most part. He had sold off some bikes as well and one of them was a really beat up Colnago of the same size as this one in the photos-my restoration project. My friend lamented online at how he missed his old red Colnago and wondered where it wound up. I remembered that bike and how beat and sketchy it was.....the plan was clear: Give this bike to my friend.
About my friend: He's pretty much a lifer in the bike business. He constantly does stuff for other people, always shows up when there's a crisis or something that everyone else is neglecting that needs to be done.He is the most giving person I know and he never asks anyone for anything. I though that it was about time that someone did something for him- that someone was me.
I have been very fortunate to be able to make a living as a bicycle frame builder. It has not always been a happy journey but the help and support I have gotten from the Santa Cruz cycling community and some of my fellow builders had made this unlikely work path possible. As I near the time when I'll be slowing down and cutting back on my work hours I feel that this last part of my career has to involve some giving back to the people that have figured large in my work life. This is one small step in that direction......too bad that someone died before getting their frame back but in my mind I think that this bike is really where it is supposed to be.
3 comments:
A good ending for an orphan classic bike, and a reminder of how lucky the Santa Cruz biking community is to have you
You're the best, Paul!
What a great story
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