In comments we’ve been discussing touring bikes and the proper setup thereof. My interest stems from an e-mail chat with Michael Deme, editor of Adventure Cyclist magazine, about maybe banging out some word count for his unsuspecting readers. Never having toured, I set about doing a little research (thank Buddha for Al Gore’s Ethertubes) and discovered a whole new world of gear and guidelines for turning a retired racer into a two-wheeled tortoise.
Seems nearly every major manufacturer makes a “touring bike” these days, though some are clearly cynical attempts to be all things to all market segments (“It’s a ‘cross bike, a touring bike and a sporty club racer!”). Kona, Cannondale, Trek, Raleigh, Fuji, Rocky Mountain, REI — I’m tellin’ ya, practically everybody makes one, and somebody must be buying ’em, because the Adventure Cycling Association has 45,000 members.
Lots of steel out there (mostly Reynolds); some disc-brake models (just one more thing to go wrong between here and there); and some overly optimistic gearing options (like 50/39/30 chainrings and 11-32 cassettes). Some of these product managers either have legs like tree trunks or live in Nebraska. I have a low end of 34×28 on my Soma Double Cross, and it feels like the granny of all grannies when it’s just me and the bike going uphill, but add 15-20 pounds of this and that and I expect I’d want something a lot more like 24×32 or even 22×32.
If I decide to dip a toe in the touring pond, I can probably get by with the Double Cross after a little velo-surgery (granny ring, triple front derailleur and maybe a long-cage rear with an 11-32 cassette). But if I were to get serious, I wouldn’t want to start swapping parts straight out of the box — it seems smarter to go with the small outfits that specialize in touring machinery. Bruce Gordon builds some nifty bikes; so do the folks at Co-Motion, though they hit you a little harder in the wallet pocket. And of course Rivendell is another class act, targeting the deep-pockets retro-grouch.
Oh, goody, says Herself, just what we need; another bike in the garage. And that ain’t the worst of it, toots — I think we’re gonna need a bigger garage.


