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There
comes a point when a cyclist has been truly bitten by
the bug. At this point the cyclist begins to covet not
only bicycles in their totality, but the various bits
that make up the whole. Excuses are found to replace
parts which are working perfectly well, and exact colour
coordination is used as leverage with loved ones to
explain the need for anything from new grips to a complete
new wheel.
And
so we find ourselves (for yes, I am one of them) in
a sea of carbon fibre and titanium, seeking an unattainable
perfection for our steeds. There is always, absolutely
always, something missing.
Until
now.
Step
forward David Hembrow, the solution to that nagging
doubt in the back of your mind.
David
used to write embedded software (no we don't know what
it is either...) which, let's face it, isn't much help
for cyclists. A moment of realisation struck, however,
and David had ditched the exciting world of computing
to become... a basket weaver.
Perhaps
not the most linear of career paths, or the most obvious
of choices to get out from behind a desk (falling somewhere
between lion tamer and quiz show host), but in this
case there was a bit of family history for guidance.
David can remember telling his father he would never
make baskets, something his dad had once told his own
father.
Heading
back generations there could be some argument made for
destiny in the choice.
The
choice was one which clearly brought David some satisfaction
with his work: "I now do something that people
can actually see and that they like."
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