last word: That time I got mistaken for a bear. Charlie the Bikemonger shares a little too much. Again. Back in the early days of singlespeeding, after bar ends, but before 10-speed (if you had gears, that was), I was minding my own business… well I was dealing with business, maybe not on my own. Anyway, picture the scene… it was one of those super crisp and still winter days in a woodland where I had first started messing around off-road many years earlier. I was riding a converted Sunn hardtail (converted with a combination of a ‘Ging’ brand downhill...