Die häufigste Reaktion auf meinen bescheidenen Fahrradkeller ist ein verwundertes, unausgesprochenes Fragezeichen. Mehr als fünf Räder! (Sammler, nicht lachen). Natürlich frage ich mich irgendwann selbst, ob da nicht das eine oder andere überflüssig ist, aber ich finde hin und wieder Verstärkung in meinem Wahn.
Hier schnappe ich ein volles Geständnis von Richard Sachs auf. Richard Sachs ist einer der anerkanntesten Stahl!Rahmenbauer der USA und „still in business“, was auf diesem Markt eine starke Leistung ist: www.richardsachs.com
Nun der Meister selbst
„Heart of a Frame
…….. I began to look at every bicycle I saw. I bought all the periodicals about bicycles and bicycle racing. My first bicycle. How much more beautiful than all the others was my new bicycle? I had to know.
As the years passed… I just wanted to make bicycles like the revered European builders who were supplying the roadmen of the world, and whose names were on the downtubes next to me in my earliest days in the peloton. The details have stayed with me. Some of the equipment has changed—more gears, better tires, fewer spokes, etc. Even today, as I look at the racing bicycle, I still see those dream machines of my heroes of so many years ago.
I used to look at the decals, at who was using chrome plating and where… There were so many names—Magni. Liotto. Filotex. Molteni. Helyett. Faema. Peugeot. And on and on and on. I would soon learn that the sport was different then, and what it said and what is was were very rarely the same. The sponsors had to have their names visible, but it was a legion of only a few “artigliani” who could build light, serviceable bicycles for the roadmen to use, and their marques were frequently omitted from the frames. I would soon learn who these men were.They were my idols.
From a distance, the bicycles may as well have all looked the same. But upon inspection, it was the details and the workmanship that set the few apart from all others. Clean brazing. Strong looking seat-stay clusters. Wide section chainstays. The beautiful forks of the era. Not bent over minimalist, “banana-like” forms, as would one day become typical, but generous curves throughout their length, meant for the business at hand: to absorb shock, and to keep the rider comfortable for the duration. And atop those bladed monuments to steering sat what I believed was, and still is, the most beautiful detail on a bicycle—the fork crown…….“
Du bist nicht allein, sagte ich mir dann.