This text is a part of a collection referred to as ‘A love letter to…’, the place Biking Weekly writers pour reward on their favorite biking objects and share the private connection they’ve with them.
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Ah, the trusty pizza rack. You might already be questioning, “does he really just like the pizza rack, or simply what it carries?” Effectively, let me guarantee you, my fondness for my pizza rack runs a lot deeper than a wonderfully caramelized quattro fromaggi. In actual fact I’ve by no means really used it to hold a pizza, however this rack has been the unsung hero for lugging round all kinds of odds and ends, some far bulkier than it was ever meant for.
Image this: bike wheels strapped on with a contact of audacity, protruding like spokes of destiny as I navigate by the town streets. All the time loaded safely and securely, but typically precarious to the attention, it is a sight that by no means fails to attract just a few curious glances from onlookers. However therein lies the magic of the pizza rack – it isn’t only for pizzas; it is for the daring, the unconventional, and the marginally impractical.
My relationship with the pizza rack is aware of no bounds. From the mundane to the extraordinary, it has been my companion by all of it. Even throughout my days as a cycle courier, the pizza rack by no means wavered, faithfully carrying parcels of all sizes and shapes throughout city.
Maybe my most memorable second with the standard Basil Portland Excessive rack, was that it saved me about £5 in parking, earlier than my bikepacking extravaganza in 2022. I needed to field up my bike – and all of my package – in a cardboard field, able to rebuild and ditch the field at a recycling level outdoors Munich airport. The latter half was straightforward, however the former meant getting my bike again from my native bike store within the heart of city. Carrying 25kg of motorcycle and equipment? No drawback… properly, not past the headwind and my CdA being equal to a backyard shed.
What’s really exceptional is that, regardless of the numerous masses it is shouldered, my pizza rack has by no means given up the ghost. Not as soon as has it let me down, not even a touch of a rattle. And to assume, it solely set me again a mere £50 – a small funding for such unwavering reliability.
In a world teeming with flashy devices and fancy contraptions, I firmly consider that the pizza rack stands tall as the final word resolution for transporting items round city on a motorbike. It is pragmatic, it is reliable, and dare I say, it is downright endearing. So this is to you, my steadfast pizza rack. Might you proceed to hold the burdens of city life with poise and allure. Cheers to many extra miles collectively!
