The Bikes of Bobke Strut…3

Year: 1986
Location: Somerville, NJ
Event: Tour of Somerville/Junior National Criterium Championships
Frame manufacturer: Razesa
Frame material: Columbus SL steel
Gruppo: Campagnolo Nuovo Record

The story:
Aesthetically, this is probably the favorite of any bike I've ever owned. The iridescent blue paint, the chrome, the fastback stays--that's major league suave style. Razesa is a Spanish bike with quite a pedigree--Pedro Delgado and Miguel Indurain rode Razesas early in their pro careers. Aesthetically, the Nashbar flower jersey and the 2 ton rock climbing-esque helmet are products which deservedly died out in the 1980s.

I vascillated between white and yellow Selle Italia Turbo saddles throughout the late 1980s. I was enamored by the Renault-Elf Gitane aesthetics--blue frame, yellow Benotto tape, yellow Turbo saddle, yellow brake cable housing. So many training rides were spent imagining I was Greg Lemond dropping Faustino Ruperez in Altenrhein, Switzerland on my way to the 1983 pro world championship; or I imagined I was Greg Lemond battling Sean Kelly all the way to the line in one of the greatest classics of all time: the 1983 Giro di Lombardia. Blue and yellow...I can't seem to recall where my fascination with white saddles came from--I must have spied one on a Euro bike at some point and thought it emulation-worthy. I also was sporting Cinelli 65 criterium bend bars as an homage to Davis Phinney. Somehow, I thought that the criterium bend bars were the secret to developing enviable finishing speed. My career palmares has definitively put the Cinelli 65 Theory to rest since I've never won a single race by outsprinting anyone. Ever. I arrive alone or I lose.

Notice the single water bottle cage...Even though I had braze-ons for a seat tube water bottle cage I didn't use it because my Euro heroes never seemed to need a second cage. Thirst be damned. Of course, I didn't understand at the time that Euro pros had domestiques or team cars fetching their bottles all day long rendering a 2nd bottle cage moot. Me? I just grew prematurely parched in solitude.
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