Sometimes you see something that makes you stop everything you’re doing. You take a closer look. You examine the curves. You marvel at the engineering. I did all when I first saw a bike called experiMENTAL Whip. the bike is the work of Winter Bicycles in Eugene, Oregon. Eric Estlund does mighty fine stuff there. I’ve got great respect for the craftsman who can be entrepreneurial, individualistic — and nice. Eric’s that kind of guy. He’ll be exhibiting some of his work this fall at the Oregon Handmade Bicycle Show. If you’re in the neighborhood, it sounds like a great way to spend a day. The experiMENTAL Whip is the Thursday Crave. Photo credit: Velo Culture of San Diego.

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