And Then She Wasn’t Alone
Many of you followed along with the “saga” detailing my custom bike paint job. But it wouldn’t be fair if I got a whole new paint job and Jason didn’t, right?
So, as mentioned in my comic about birthdays for ‘hardcore’ cyclists (click here), Jason gave his own bike a paint job over labor day weekend. He is less focused on capturing every single moment of a process like this, so I don’t have enough pictures to split it up into multiple posts.
Besides, y’all might riot if I put you through that again…
Of course, the first part was to tear down the bike and sand the paint off. This process went pretty smoothly with the exception of it being a very hot and humid weekend.
Primer, Base, and Design
My bike has three colors and two designs (stripes and polka dots). That was a total pain to do, so he kept his bike simple: two colors and a clean design.
The only problem with his plan is that, unfortunately, it wasn’t that simple.
First, the green paint ended up not really being green. Once the color was on the bike, it looked very different than what he had expected. Still a cool color, but he wanted GREEN.
Second, there was some weird reaction between his bike and the paint. There was some unfortunate bubbling up or crackling (not sure how to describe it). He was really upset about it, and still isn’t sure what it is. Best guess is that it was hot and humid weather + painting the inside a garage (read: no A/C).
Third, He also had a cool design in mind, but it took him a couple hours to tape it up so it would look good. Jason is a pretty intense perfectionist. So, taping up the design was perhaps more frustrating than painting my bike! At least, he seemed a lot more frustrated after he finished his bike than when he had finished mine.
A Completed Bike!
But it all worked out in the end. His bike looks pretty cool, and I think he created a really nice design! I think it shows off his personality well. His bike matches him, just like my bike matches me. I especially the cowbell he added to his bike (you know, for the upcoming CYCLOCROSS season!)
Now the two of us can travel in custom-painted style around Chicago and beyond.
- And Then I Decided to Paint My Bike (part one)
- And Then She Became a New Bike (part two)
- And Then She Was Done: A Whimsical Bike, Indeed (part three)
- Life with a Hardcore Cyclist: Birthdays
- Flying Cards, Crying Preteens, and Cyclocross Racing!