More Colnago: The Frankenago

We have gotten our corporate heads together and have determined that we need a West Coast correspondent. I cannot reveal the candidates name right now, until all the i's are dotted and the t's are crossed; lawyers and contract things, you know. There are just a couple of money issues that need to be ironed out. He did submit some photos to show his good faith.

(Note: Comments have been posted that may indicate this is a pure Colnago, which would make it quite cool. And indicate that I am maintaining my track record of "wrong, mostly".)

(Further investigation indicates that this is in fact a fake, probably a German made Stier. "correct, once in a while".)

As you know, I have been having some guilt pangs about what I have done to the old Colnago. While I am abusing my machine a little, my modifications pale compared to this. I really don't think it's a Colnago at all; decals maybe... the fork is right, less the brake braze-ons. The rest of it....well, none of you care, but it ain't right, man. It just ain't right! It was created by some evil genius doctor in a dark, creepy barn on a hill and welded together by the harnessed power of lightning. If Ernesto were dead he would be rolling in his grave. If he sees it, it will kill him.

But it does have big fat knobby tires! And as our man in the West says, the white color would blend well with the snow.