Je suis pas très d'accord on a tous nos budgets, et c'est clair que bien prévu à l'avance, à coup de 150/200 euros par mois on peut se monter un vélo en un an. Certes mais si je peux gratter 25 euros par mois et mettre ces 25 euros dans 1/3 de mes visas je le ferais. C'est pour ça que je demandais à Inoga les moyens de pouvoir gratter en baissant de 25/30% le coup total. Tout ce que je peux gratter sera gratté parce-qu'au finale ça représentera un bon pourcentage du prix total de mon voyage.
Pourquoi pas à pied ? Bah simplement parce-que me taper les plus haut cols de chaque continents ça me fait kiffer. J'hésitais entre ce deux moyens de locomotion, mais le vélo c'est mon ancien sport fin bref je vais pas faire d'autobiographie, si j'avais un bon boulot et un bon budget je me payerais aussi du Rohloff etc...
Le luxe pour moi c'est pas d'avoir une machine de guerre pour partir sans aucun soucis, c'est de pouvoir le faire.
Et merci à Inoga pour ses précisions et son implication car même des vendeurs avec lesquelles j'ai conversé n'ont pas été aussi précis que lui.
Ma cassette actuelle: une 9 vitesses qui a vécu.
Lorsque tu conseilles des cassettes, tu recommandes la HG51 (quelle différence avec la HG41 ?) en 11-28 à 11-32. La 11-32 permet une plus grande plage de développements donc quel est l'intérêt d'une 11-28 par exemple ?
Le dérailleur de ma femme: Deore plus récent et tout neuf
Ceux de ma femme: standard ?
On peut utiliser les mêmes tampons de rechange ? Quelle en est la référence ?
Et commande Vbrake Deore:
Ma femme a une commande non Deore et des leviers de vitesse:
Pédalier de ma femme:
Il est souvent parfait pour les grands gabarits, c'est du costaud.
Pour la matière ce n'est pas simple. L'alu est bien meilleur marché mais vu les masses en question, je partirais sur un acier.
😎Fellow traveling cyclists or not, all of you who love travel, the pleasure of physical effort, nature, beautiful machines, people with true passions they seek to fulfill, and who also enjoy reading great literature about all this—the *200* magazine is for you just as it is for me. I should mention I have no financial or other interest in this (in an era where we accuse our politicians of all sorts of vile interests, I prefer to take precautions). I’ve been subscribed since the beginning, and every three months, I get my 130 pages of dreams (the magazine just went from 110 to 130 pages).
It covers everything from the trans-America route to the TCR (Trans Continental Race) from Belgium to a small town in Turkey, with mind-blowing averages—4,000 km and 80,000 m of elevation gain in 8 days and 15 hours for the winner. Let that sink in, and all of it without assistance—accepting a patch could penalize you. There’s also a story about crossing Iran, encountering one of the world’s most welcoming populations, following in the footsteps of Nicolas Bouvier, as well as retirees leisurely traversing France. The common thread in all these stories? Beautiful writing. Take, for example, a stunning article: *"Passengers of the Cold: From Edinburgh to Thurso, at the very north of Scotland, 550 km of moors, coasts, and icy wind. In Thurso, the road ends at a quay, facing the Orkney Islands. We wanted a November trip, off-season. We wanted to surprise winter. Just before the snow."* A sublime piece on the experience of facing adversity and the chance encounters along the road and in the elements.
Before I embarked on my own bike trips, I dreamed a lot about them—from the Atacama to the Gobi, along the Mekong, and not forgetting France. And now, these 130 pages every quarter keep those dreamy vibes alive through stories written in the most beautiful prose.
I’ll stop here because it might sound like I’m advertising, but if you don’t know *200*, I invite you to discover it. It’ll give you wings for the most incredible challenges or simply reinforce your desire for slow rides with your eyes open to others and nature.
A little news to wrap up: Axel Carion and a friend just broke the record for crossing South America from Colombia to Ushuaia in 59 days. On its own, that doesn’t mean much, but I can’t help it—it makes me dream. You should see how he talks about it, the flashes of that wild nature he’s stored away: a snowstorm at Paso Jama and the surreal sight of the suddenly snow-covered Licancabur!
Luc PS: The magazine is called *200* because a day’s ride starts at 200 km—well, I’ve never done a ride like that since my longest was 167 km (with 18 kg of luggage, mind you), but why not one day? The magazine will explain how to tackle your first 200, and then the question in conclusion: when will you do your first 300?😏
It covers everything from the trans-America route to the TCR (Trans Continental Race) from Belgium to a small town in Turkey, with mind-blowing averages—4,000 km and 80,000 m of elevation gain in 8 days and 15 hours for the winner. Let that sink in, and all of it without assistance—accepting a patch could penalize you. There’s also a story about crossing Iran, encountering one of the world’s most welcoming populations, following in the footsteps of Nicolas Bouvier, as well as retirees leisurely traversing France. The common thread in all these stories? Beautiful writing. Take, for example, a stunning article: *"Passengers of the Cold: From Edinburgh to Thurso, at the very north of Scotland, 550 km of moors, coasts, and icy wind. In Thurso, the road ends at a quay, facing the Orkney Islands. We wanted a November trip, off-season. We wanted to surprise winter. Just before the snow."* A sublime piece on the experience of facing adversity and the chance encounters along the road and in the elements.
Before I embarked on my own bike trips, I dreamed a lot about them—from the Atacama to the Gobi, along the Mekong, and not forgetting France. And now, these 130 pages every quarter keep those dreamy vibes alive through stories written in the most beautiful prose.
I’ll stop here because it might sound like I’m advertising, but if you don’t know *200*, I invite you to discover it. It’ll give you wings for the most incredible challenges or simply reinforce your desire for slow rides with your eyes open to others and nature.
A little news to wrap up: Axel Carion and a friend just broke the record for crossing South America from Colombia to Ushuaia in 59 days. On its own, that doesn’t mean much, but I can’t help it—it makes me dream. You should see how he talks about it, the flashes of that wild nature he’s stored away: a snowstorm at Paso Jama and the surreal sight of the suddenly snow-covered Licancabur!
Luc PS: The magazine is called *200* because a day’s ride starts at 200 km—well, I’ve never done a ride like that since my longest was 167 km (with 18 kg of luggage, mind you), but why not one day? The magazine will explain how to tackle your first 200, and then the question in conclusion: when will you do your first 300?😏
