I finally took a minute to look at these photos on a big screen, and heck 
yes, Leah, that bike is so nice! I agree with Joe, the 700c wheels somehow 
give it something extra, elegance, I don't know, aesthetic perfection. It's 
beautiful. And the color makes me really miss my sparkly burgandy Trek 720. 
I'm glad you finally got your red Riv mixte!

Bravo, James! Can I start a thread to disagree with you about CDs and agree 
with you about color?

Paul in AR
On Friday, December 4, 2020 at 1:24:41 PM UTC-6 James / Analog Cycles wrote:

> I'm late to the party with this, but here's something I wrote about pink, 
> rose, and such, in 2012.  It's about bikes, sorta.  It's about embracing 
> color, which is to borrow an over used phrase, is a spice of life.  Classic 
> bikes look nice, for sure, but there's a reason that folks collect 90's mtn 
> bikes, and a reason modernist furniture has never gone away, a reason why 
> people don't just wear white T shirts or natural undyed jeans.  Sure, they 
> won't fade... but no one except painters in early 90's sitcoms wear off 
> white jeans.  Everything that exists is by nature temporary, from haircuts 
> to trees to paintings to anodized parts.  How many here have a vast 
> collection of CDs, or had the same of tapes?  A temporary medium.  Shoulda 
> stuck with records.  Empires fade, cities crumble.  Nothing lasts forever, 
> even time itself.  
>
> Ok, if that hasn't got ya too riled up, read on:
>
> *On PinkPink, rose, rosa, pienk, vaaleanpunainen, pinc.   America’s pink 
> is for girls and golden age non-existent princesses, the pink flush and 
> blush at your first school dance, pink for breast cancer awareness, pink as 
> a marketing ploy by clothing companies, written across the seat of sweat 
> pants in frosted coral letterman jacket font, pink as the opposite of 
> manliness, pinko commies are the anti-Americans, the haters of freedom, 
> pink walls in a jail cell to calm the nerves of those wrongfully 
> imprisoned, dull pink cotton socks washed with a new red sweater, Elvis’s 
> pink Caddy, the symbol of all that is right and wrong with American 
> culture, memorialized in Springsteen’s song ‘Pink Cadillac’.  Bruce’s 
> double entendre was lost on FM radio culture and Mary Kay, who had her car 
> painted ‘Mountain Laurel Blush’ to match a color of makeup she had in her 
> purse.  Top Mary Kay sales personnel still channel the Boss and the King to 
> this day, driving a cultural burden with the aplomb of a color blind man 
> sporting red and green socks.French Rosé is for pink macaroons, which, 
> let’s face it, are just crispy whoopie pies with a beret, French rosé clay 
> for spa facials and skin restoration, the mildest of all the clays, 
> debutante pink, also know as La France pink, is a moderate rosé that “is 
> yellower and darker than arbutus pink and bluer and deeper than hydrangea 
> pink.”  But what of course, is hydrangea pink?  And the most prog  of 
> Pinks, that of Floyd, the pink in Pink Floyd coming from Pink Anderson, who 
> in turn hailed from South Carolina, where the roads are lined with Eastern 
> Rosebud trees, rubicund pedals dancing in the flames of the southern sun.  
> Pink’s guitar pacing echoing the sanguine musical sunset that wraps your 
> ears in Pink Floyd’s San Tropez.  Let us not forget the Pink Panther, a 
> series of slapstick detective movies featuring (and only watchable because 
> of his presence) Peter Sellers, in a roll he came to despise so completely 
> that his last movies as Inspector Clouseau are memorable more for his 
> unrestrained loathing than any semblance of plot line.  In the psychedelic 
> opening of the series, the seemingly flawless diamond has a tiny 
> imperfection at its core: a tiny leaping pink panther.This was 1964, so the 
> tiny panther needed be animated and have a top hat and a Henry Mancini song 
> to dance to.  Spanish rosado, Italian rosato, regional names for a style of 
> wine popularized in the late 70’s, a time of growing taste for wine 
> redolent of Hi-C.  Fittingly the wine is often created through Saignée, 
> French for ‘bleeding’, where the pink juice is left over from the creation 
> of real red wine.  The name ‘Blush’ was coined, and became synonymous with 
> cut rate California table wine.Rosa is the pink of Italians.  Parma’s 
> Baptistery, an strangely proportioned octagonal Medieval folly, constructed 
> in the sunset of Romanesque architecture, is clad in Verona pink marble and 
> houses a beautiful series of fraudulent frescoes, which modern science has 
> been forced to restore using state of the art technology.  Historians armed 
> with syringes and spatulas add to the culture of God, graft and craft that 
> created the building.  Parma Ham, aka prosciutto crudo, thin sliced 
> translucent meat, quinacridone pink, is cured on huge curved hooks.  Parma 
> hosted the Giro d’Italia in 2011.  The regions other famous food 
> caustically commemorated by BikesnobNYC: “…one rider became three, and 
> three became eight, and soon a breakaway was thrumming along like an 
> eight-cylinder engine—until it sort of threw a rod in the form of a Katusha 
> rider, who touched wheels with the rider in front of him, careened out of 
> the break, and did his best Parmesan cheese imitation on the abrasive road 
> surface.”  The raw salmon color of the La Galletia Della Sport newspaper 
> gives the pink hue to the winner’s jersey of the Giro.  The winner has worn 
> the pink Maglia Rosa since 1931, a tradition as venerated as the yellow 
> jersey of the Tour de France.The 1946 bid for the Maglia Rosa: interrupted 
> by pinko communists throwing sticks and stones and eventually bullets. 
> Idealists and Allied forces dragging a finished conflict into a dim 
> post-war spot light; the broken flesh of riders and spectators,  the 
> violent pink of azaleas in the spring, the wounds of a war that have left 
> Italy in a state of perpetual confusion and conflict.Fausto Coppi and Gino 
> Bartali, suffering and cycling, the spring air pregnant with sudor, oil and 
> dirt. The woolen jersey saturated in salt, the pink hermosa of the fabric 
> wrapped in webs of brine and strada. Riots in the port of Trieste at the 
> news of the gunfire and violence. Unstable times, the pink carnation of the 
> winner’s shirt an unwavering beacon, the rally point of a quivering 
> nation.  Gino won, the last time the pink wool would grace his 
> shoulders.The Indian city of Jaipur, the ‘Pink City’, with its wide 
> boulevards and stately grid, was painted a rich perylene crimson. The 
> planned city’s liquified terracotta finish honored the 1876 visit of Prince 
> Albert, who is know mainly remembered for having a beard that did not meet 
> his mustache, but rather hovered under his chin like a shade loving 
> azalea.  The Teej Festival of Jaipur is a women’s fasting festival, 
> resplendent in poppy and pink hermosa dresses decorated with gold 
> filigree.Japanese cherry trees, blossoming in the aftermath of winter, pink 
> flowers symbolizing the fallen warriors of the homeland.  A culture 
> converse to the Euro-centric view that pink is feminine, the Japanese 
> associate it with muscles, heroism, and valiant death in defense of valiant 
> ideals. A different spectrum of light is shed on the gift of the cherry 
> trees on the National Mall.Think local, come home. The spring farm fields 
> burgeoning with tiny vermilion shoots and thick terra cotta, applied with 
> the heavy hand of Clyfford Still, rolling bands of earthen corduroy, plowed 
> ridges fringed in follicles of pink, the dry brushed ground in nature’s 
> painting.    100 liters of ox blood skimmed to 30 liters of serum after a 
> week standing in a cold barn, add clove oil to prevent spoiling, slaked 
> lime and iron oxide.  Linseed oil for the medium.  Paint applied 100 years 
> ago to oak boards faded to the color of raspberry sherbet, the barn sagging 
> under the weight of a lichen laced slate roof, the protector becoming the 
> oppressor, slate slowly returning to the earth as its adiposity bends the 
> barn wood earthward.An alizarin sun sets behind the Taconic mountains, 
> back-lit and Prussian blue against the sky, fields full and darkly silent, 
> the air ripe with the low yowling of farm machinery. The sky spreads wide, 
> a welcoming cloak of coming dusk, the sky thickens: Robbins egg blue melts 
> into a burnt rose hue, clouds hovering like lost airships. Tail lights 
> flick on in the ride group, raspberry eyes floating in the coming void of 
> night. Tires whisk along the pavement, the earlier chatter giving way to 
> contemplation and internal conversation. Dying rays pierce a water bottle, 
> the last drops of liquid the color of a pink seashell at a tawdry tourist 
> shop on a sandy road in some forgotten ocean town, swallowed by time like 
> Hollywood Cerise swallows Scottish Heather.A climber attacks a hill, with 
> the whole body, a salmon swimming upstream for the last time, its pink 
> underbelly flashing against the sun like a beacon of suffering and 
> commitment. The mask of pain, the twisted lips of the climber, pale mauve 
> with corners drawn into tight points of puce, veins on the forehead like a 
> roiling post-flood brook, blood pounding beneath quivering dermis, 
> lifelines the chroma of winter blackberry.  The climb snakes into the 
> woods, the top hidden by thick foliage dotted with momo-iro.  *
>
> -James Johnson / 2012
> On Thursday, December 3, 2020 at 6:11:17 PM UTC-5 David Person wrote:
>
>>
>> Bicycle Belle Ding Ding! - Really glad to hear how much you enjoy riding 
>> it.
>> On Thursday, December 3, 2020 at 11:42:36 AM UTC-8 Bicycle Belle Ding 
>> Ding! wrote:
>>
>>> Lol, Lester. It is just absolutely dreamy. I took it for another 11 
>>> miles this morning and it gets better and better. I love it. I used to 
>>> think the Betty Foy was made for me (before the Clems ruined it for me with 
>>> their comfy long wheelbases) - the Platypus is superior! Riv’s new LWB 
>>> philosophy + mixte frame = Leah’s dream bike.
>>>
>>> On Thursday, December 3, 2020 at 10:13:34 AM UTC-8 Lester Lammers wrote:
>>>
>>>> Wow, HarLeah Davidson got a swell new bike.
>>>>
>>>> On Friday, November 27, 2020 at 11:50:09 PM UTC-5 Matthew Williams 
>>>> wrote:
>>>>
>>>>> Fantastic job, Leah. It's beautiful. I love the fender-mounted 
>>>>> taillight with the concealed wiring.
>>>>>
>>>>> Could you explain the Microshift thumbies a bit more--setting them up 
>>>>> "right" vs. set up "wrong" for a completely ergonomic experience? I've 
>>>>> never heard of this and I'd like to know more!
>>>>>
>>>>> Also, I think the group needs to start submitting "then-and-now" 
>>>>> comparison/reenactment shots!
>>>>>
>>>>> [image: then_&_now.jpg]
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> On Friday, November 27, 2020 at 8:22:47 PM UTC-8 Bicycle Belle Ding 
>>>>> Ding! wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>>> Video. Parts are shown here.
>>>>>>
>>>>>>

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