My Road Bike Was Stolen

I went to a house party near Santa Monica and Vermont. I locked the front wheel to the frame with one ulock, and the back wheel to the frame with the other ulock. So the bike was “free locked.” I felt safe because there were tons of bikes around the inside of a fenced yard and most of the bikes were free locked or not locked at all. Plus my friends were there. But you can’t be too safe in LA. I fucked up, and now I’m paying the price.

Jamis carbon road bike, mismatched 105 group, Bontrager carbon seatpost, old ass Bontrager SPDs, crappy “track” wheel on the front.
My Jamis has a strange chrome seat post clamp. It also has a orangish red derailleur hanger that did not come on the original.

The stickers are probably off, but if they aren’t it’s got some rare to LA ones: Trackstar, W-BASE, and a over-sized “Jesus is coming soon, are you ready” bumper sticker.
This bike was my baby. I got it because I got hired to do a promotional bicycle tour for a vodka brand. The day I got home from that tour, my other bike got stolen during a bike radio show, so this roadie has been my only wheels for two years. I’ve got nothing else working right now, but if you’ve been watching my flickr, I’m sure you know what’s coming next, someday, eventually.