After leaving Kevin's, it was off to Boulder for a variety of errands and social visits. I kidnapped Brian from work for a little while and then dumped him on a street corner to find his way back. Brian was kine enough to fix one of my front wheels that blew a spoke a while back. Too bad I forgot to remind him to remind me about the bar tape I had for him in my bag. I'm never going up to Boulder again, so tough luck for Brian. I visited with the Coyle family and talked racing and such with Chuck. I picked up one of his sealant kits to take with me to NZ since I plan on riding tubies. Hopefully we don't get raided by WADA, I don't want to have to explain that I'm not shooting sealant into my veins, just my tires. I got the needle option on the kit since I have the crappy valve extenders that leave the valve core inaccessible which is a general pain in the arse. I also broke into the Davies flop pad to pick up his blown out wheels from a few months back so we can see if Shimano will warranty them. A nipple pulled through the carbon rim leading to the self destruction of the wheel.
I also paid a visit to the former site of Buzz Cafe in Louisville to pick up the remaining parts of the Rancilio Z11, portafilters, legs, drip trays, etc. They came with a bonus:
An Astoria Argenta AEP-2 in Winchester Gray . . . probably all scaled to hell and short a few parts, but it is a parts goldmine for the soon to be International Red Argenta AEP-2 I have at home.
If you put together a few parts costs, for example anything salvaged from the exchanger/group head pays for the cost of the machine which was $0.00.
The machine is pretty beat down, but if I were to get very bored, I could strip it, clean all the lines, boiler, valves, etc. and have a great set of spare parts. I could even go so far as to have the frame powder coated and switch parts from the working machine over. I have problems . . .
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