It's winter so I'm not really building much, the odd bit of tinkering and fettling but painting, cleaning and building not really. So looking through some old pictures looking for something else I found a couple of pictures of a bike I built a couple of summers ago. Now it's not really mine as it was always going to be built it up for someone else but thought it might make an interesting threadette.
In the summer of 2017 my oldest friend was turning 50 and I thought I couldn't let it pass without marking the occasion, so after much deliberation I decided as he's a keen cyclist and I'm not averse to a bit of bike building I could build him a bike. The problem is the friend in question is more one for the newer end of the cycling spectrum and I'm a self confessed cycling dinosaur so instinct won over and I decided to build him something as old as him.
In the end the only suitably sized frame I had turned out to be a little older but hey ho it's the thought that counts.
So with the selected frame and unbeknown to said friend I set to work on making honey out of hen shite (as my Scottish friends would say). Unfortunately I didn't take any photo's of the frame before painting but suffice to say it was a scruffy bugger, a 531 Dawes from either the very late 50's or early 60's. Any way a couple of pics of the painted and decalled frame below.
In the summer of 2017 my oldest friend was turning 50 and I thought I couldn't let it pass without marking the occasion, so after much deliberation I decided as he's a keen cyclist and I'm not averse to a bit of bike building I could build him a bike. The problem is the friend in question is more one for the newer end of the cycling spectrum and I'm a self confessed cycling dinosaur so instinct won over and I decided to build him something as old as him.
In the end the only suitably sized frame I had turned out to be a little older but hey ho it's the thought that counts.
So with the selected frame and unbeknown to said friend I set to work on making honey out of hen shite (as my Scottish friends would say). Unfortunately I didn't take any photo's of the frame before painting but suffice to say it was a scruffy bugger, a 531 Dawes from either the very late 50's or early 60's. Any way a couple of pics of the painted and decalled frame below.