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Having read the entire @sensom 's thread twice, I decided to go on a little adventure myself, albeit by car. Took my trusty ole ol man with me, or actually asked him to drive me there since a) I never bothered to get a driver's license and I'm in my late 20s, b) I was expecting a loot I couldn't possibly come back with by bus/train, which is the usual and preferred way. My max working load is 5 frames and a backpack full of forks and bits, but since I got out of hospital recently it would've been unwise to mess up the masterpiece of an endoscopy surgery the doctors had performed on me. Also, the last time I had a bikes-related trip with my dad, we went to Lithuania and came back with a Takhion, so that went well and we had fun. Anyway, here he is after shouting 'holy fuck look at them poppy fields' and abruptly stopping the car:
Said fields as photographed by the man himself:
One thing that was made the trip far more exciting than the Takhion one were the (country) roads, which were full of twists and turns, not unusual for this particular part of Poland. Lithuania was totally flat, but had beautiful fields of gold.
Having arrived at the scene of murder, we had to wait ~30 mins for the coach to show up, but when he finally did, shit hit the fan. I'm a seasoned biek thief, not to brag or anything, and much like Johnny Cash I've been everywhere, but that particular complex of three sheds full of both the latest carbon frames and piles of rusty crap right next to each other made me gasp in amazement. 5 fucking stars, well done sir. Even my dad found something for himself as the coach had a stripped down (as in no engine, no nothing) Panonia motorcycle, so while the old farts were fanning out over some pile of junk, I was browsing my kind of eerm vintage uhhmm cycling yyy goodies. Oh, worn-down crap, that's the phrase.
Tiny road (!!!!) Ellsworth sitting on a pile of cheap mtb wheels and Pawlak gaspipe frames (incidentally, the cornerstone of Polish cycling)? Whooo buddy, don't mind if I do!
I snapped a couple of other pics, which I hope will make it to the Non-Digital Photography thread when the time comes.
We ended up taking 3x track Ellsworth frames, 1x road Russian titanium and a pile of NOS tubular rims. The tiny road Ells didn't make it, we'll never forget you bud, rest easy.
We packed our shit and left just in time since the coach was just starting his daily routine of shouting at his pupils (elementary school kids). Will he not be ashamed of them? We'll see in a couple of months when I return to pick up the rest of the Ells'.
Lookin' sharp.
And one for daddy. That's me, not my father - he's getting a 6-pack of his favourite cold one. And of course I'm going to swap the fork for a steel one and build it up as a hhsb beater.
This message was brought to you by Polish Cycling Federation, I gotta get back to work.