Is that cork dangling from the back to keep the flies out of your arse?
Corks in cycling vernacular date back at least to the 1920’s 6-Day Bike Races. When a champagne cork is popped, power is released, bubbles escape and the elixir goes flat, no more oomph or energy. So, dropping your cork or having no more cork means you’re out of it, flat, dead, pooped, no more stuff. Ergo, the racers would hang a cork on their bikes so they’d never be “out” of cork .. history leason over!
Corks in cycling vernacular date back at least to the 1920’s 6-Day Bike Races. When a champagne cork is popped, power is released, bubbles escape and the elixir goes flat, no more oomph or energy. So, dropping your cork or having no more cork means you’re out of it, flat, dead, pooped, no more stuff. Ergo, the racers would hang a cork on their bikes so they’d never be “out” of cork .. history leason over!