Throwback Thursday – Scot Nicol/Chuck Ibis

I first met Scot ‘Chuck Ibis’ Nicol in about 1992 on a visit to California. Back then, Ritchey, Salsa, Bontrager, Ibis, Rock Lobster and many other ‘names’ all had workshops making bikes within an hour’s drive of San Francisco. It was a hotbed of bike designing and manufacture.

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Barney Marsh takes the word ‘career’ literally, veering wildly across the road of his life, as thoroughly in control as a goldfish on the dashboard of a motorhome. He’s been, with varying degrees of success, a scientist, teacher, shop assistant, binman and, for one memorable day, a hospital laundry worker. These days, he’s a dad, husband, guitarist, and writer, also with varying degrees of success. He sometimes takes photographs. Some of them are acceptable. Occasionally he rides bikes to cast the rest of his life into sharp relief. Or just to ride through puddles. Sometimes he writes about them. Bikes, not puddles. He is a writer of rongs, a stealer of souls and a polisher of turds. He isn’t nearly as clever or as funny as he thinks he is.

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