A Message from the Mountains

We’ve said it a thousand times, one of the very best things about building custom bikes is that we get to know our customers. This message came in the other day from Len, a longtime Seven rider. You can find more of Len’s photography here.

Hi 7 team,

I bought my Seven Verve mountain frame back in ’03, and it has been a faithful ride. The first year I bought it I took it out to Moab to break it in…. On the drive to Moab I photographed the “7” head badge hanging from my rear view mirror and sent it to you.

Here is another image on the same topic –  taken many years later.  The scene is looking out the windscreen of my Land Rover Defender over a dry and harsh mountainscape at a little over 11,000 ft in elevation. The image was taken in the White Mountains east of the Sierra Nevada. When you spend a week or so between 11,000 and 13,000 ft even the air molecules in the mineral oil filled compass precipitated out of the oil solution to form an air bubble.   The “7” frame performs flawlessly at high altitudes!!!

regards,

Len

Yoon, KR’s 622 SLX

When we set out to build bikes, part of the reason we called ourselves Seven was that we wanted to sell our work the world over, on the 7 continents (Antarctica remaining a challenge). Over time, we’ve had pretty good success with our original vision, and our friends at ES Korea are a big part of that, introducing Watertown’s finest bikes to the Korean peninsula nearly two decades ago.

This is one of their very best customers, Yoon, Kwang Ryul, and his new 622 SLX. At just a shade over 14.5lbs, this build makes us so, so proud and happy to have such great partners, the world over.

See more (in Korean) here.

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Rik’s Sola 29S Monster Cross

This is Rik’s Sola S 29er, built monster cross style. We partnered with our good friends at Cyclefit in London for this one.

Rik says:

Picked up Tuesday. Built Weds/Thurs. Ridden Saturday!!

Proper good. Def. not gravel, or road-plus, this is proper monster cross!! Very happy man!!

Cheers 

Rik

Metal Sculpture

We received this photo from our friend Giovanni, something of a cycling mystic and guru, who lives in Seattle, a frequent visitor at Cascade Bicycle Studio, with whom we’ve built hundreds of frames, including the Axiom SL in this photo.

It reminded us that Rob V, our own mystic and founder, was in art school studying metal sculpture when Merlin Metalworks plucked him from academia and turned him into a bike builder, designer, and visionary (don’t tell him we called him a visionary).

This is at the Hiram M. Chittenden Locks between the lake and sound in the Ballard neighborhood of Seattle.

Jeremy Kampp in the Sol Duc Valley

Jeremy Kampp lives and rides in the Pacific Northwest. He rides an Evergreen S adventure bike and a Mudhoney SL race bike. This is the first of what we hope will be many of his shared adventures.

Fog swirls through the cedar trees in the fading light of dusk as frogs croak somewhere near the flowing river in the darkness beyond.  I’m in Olympic National Park nestled in the Sol Duc valley anticipating the next days mixed terrain ride. An early spring adventure to mark the return of soft light giving way to vibrant sunshine that had retreated to the South for the winter.

Warmed against the 34F morning with eggs, bagel and coffee I pedal over a bridge spanning the Sol Duc river.  A sleepy two-lane road winds along the river descending under the canopy of moss and trees of the temperate rainforest.  Although I’m vaguely aware that this thrilling winding and rolling descent will be a climb on my return I laugh it off with a whoop and pedal harder.

Black tarmac with a double yellow stripe yields to brown squishy soil littered with decayed leaves, yellow green lichen and derailleur grabbing broken branches.   I pedal on the shoulder of Lake Crescent.  With a 40c tire on my Evergreen S the varied terrain is a great match. Only the creek crossings, downed trees, and a rock slide prompt me to hike.

Time passes on the trail among ancient trees and flowing waters. Salt crystals on my cheeks remind me of the summer rides to come.  For now the gentle spring rain begins to needle down upon my helmet and drip off the brim of my hat.  My ride is complete except for the rest I take falling back into the soft moss bed below a tree in the forest.