find your favorite bike doctor

Today we went on a trolleybus ride to the friendliest bike workshop in Riga. The trip was quite pleasant. I didn't need to use nor my legs nor my reflexes nor my senses (except for the vision). Just staring through the window, keeping the bike from staining the passengers and enjoying the effortless ride. We got a new (used) chainring, new (also used) cranks and, most importantly, new chain. And on the wheels again. With a tougher gear ratio, though. (Who is interested in acquiring the very-dear-to-me Campagnolo Record cranks for his/her racing bike?). [11.02.13]