For bicycles and bicycle culture, Santa Barbara is an interesting place. There is a dichotomy of cyclists here when it comes to vintage bikes. I’m sure that this situation exists amongst riders all over the world. The split is this: there are those who ride vintage bicycles knowing exactly what they are, their provenance, etc.; and there are those who just happen upon a really nice specimen, not knowing what it is or anything else about it. Most of the people in this berg are of the former. A lot of them buy these classic Columbus-tubed beauties for a song or in Cullen’s case, get one for free from a friend.
I’m not saying that these two factions, the all-knowing euro-bike aficionados and the people who fall ass-backwards into greatness are fighting each other. Far from it. Being a steel bicycle snob myself, I usually brush aside my criticisms of the random paint scratch and mismatched brake calipers to show the owner how excited they should be that they own such a fine piece of cycledom. The befuddled cyclist finds out what a cool ride they have all the while I am happily snapping away with my Fuji. And seriously, Mavic components? That’s a new one on me (don’t try to adjust the tracking on your VCR when you view the video). I feel educated. See gallery below for more pics.