Latest update of my tour. Taking a day off just 10 miles more or less outside of Basel, Switzerland.
I finally made it to my German friend’s house in Lambsheim, Germany. It was good to see him and his wife again. We had not seen each other since my Asian tour. rid of the usual touring around town, looking at old castles and going out for lunch and drinking wine.
I am approximately 65% done with the tour. Most of the easy stuff is behind me, with a few more days of either flat or slightly down before the climbing starts in Switzerland. This 65% does not include the ride down from Andermatt to Grenoble.
I continue to meet great people. The bass C flute seems to be an attraction that brings people over to my tent to talk. It’s a big flute and everyone expects it to weigh a tonne, I believe it weighs less than a pound being hollow.
I don’t know why but I’ve only met two angry people this whole trip and both of them were speaking Arabic. Both of them seemed angry with me because I was holding them up on the road. Everyone else just waits until I can pull over somewhere on narrow roads and let them pass, but these two individuals had something to say to me even though I had no idea what it was through their open passenger window. Maybe it’s an Arabic cultural thing to blow off steam instead of just blowing up, no pun intended.
Campgrounds during this trip have been a bit of a mixed bag. Some of the very best have been the cheapest in some of the worst have been the most expensive.
My usual daily routine is as follows. I am awake at 6:30 a.m. to take my medication for my feet. I deflate my air mattress and I deflate the inflatable pillows By the time I get all the bits and pieces packed in the proper bags and hang the panniers on the rear rack in strap down the big bag over the top and then the flute it’s usually around 7:20. I am almost always on the road by 7:30 a.m. I am usually ride until around 9 a.m. when I start looking for some sort of bakery. Bakeries usually carry freshly made morning sandwiches. Think subway only about 10 times better. I have a large cup of coffee and sometimes a cheese Danish. I then usually ride until around 2 pm when I stop for lunch. Lately I have been on a kebab kick, and I really enjoy them especially with the sauces they use with the meat and fresh vegetables.
I find the German people are ever so much in love with their cars just like Americans. Many people in Germany ride bicycles yet nothing like the Netherlands or Belgium. In general I have found the bicycle pathways in the Netherlands and Belgium to be in better condition than the ones found in Germany. I have not done enough long distance riding in France yet to form an opinion of their bicycle paths. It is really amazing to be on a bicycle path totally protected from cars. Some of these paths are 20 to 30 km long. They are often heavily wooded which provides great shade while riding.
Today I developed a squeaky pedal and had to take the time to unload my big bag from the back where I keep my tools, pull the nut off the pedal and clean the bearings and lube it with chain lube before putting it back together so it would quit making noise.
I seem to be holding up very well except for my right knee which has started to develop a sore spot. Yesterday it was the left knee hurting which today gave me no problems at all. I have been a bit worried about leg cramps in the evenings while sleeping, but taking vitamin B12 everyday and drinking plenty of electrolytes seems to prevent the cramps I sometimes get when peddling this hard.
As I move away from the coast the weather is getting better with less rain everyday, but the evenings are colder.
A few days ago while going down the trail someone stopped me to say there was a detour around a nuclear power plant that was scheduled to have the cooling tower knocked down that afternoon. There were no explosives used in this demolition just hammers that were breaking out the base of the tower until it finally fell. Because the information I was given about co the time was bit sketchy I set for nearly 3 hours waiting on it when suddenly without warning it just fell. Therefore have no video of this incident but I am including a link to this YouTube so you can see it. It was incredible how fast it fell.
Well, I’m running down the road
Tryin’ to loosen my load and my back tire blows out on me.
Take It easy, take it easy
Don’t let the sound of your blown tire drive you crazy.
So there I am on a very narrow road with hardly any safety margin with the trike laying on its side like some beached dead whale. After 10 minutes a black Ford pickup comes by and I wave at the driver and point to the trike, but he just keeps on going down the road. 5 minutes later I’m still standing on the side of road looking at oncoming traffic when I hear a beep beep and it’s the guy in the black Ford pickup who swung back to help me out. It turns out he’s German and does not literally speak one word of English. We hoist up the trike and throw in the back of the pickup. I fire up my routing map and find the nearest bicycle shop which is 12 km down the road, I show him the route planning and off he goes towards the bicycle shop. About 3 km from the shop we make a couple of turns and we end up at the beginning of a bicycle path in the end of the road. It is then I remember that I left Google maps on bicycle routing instead of auto. Switch Google maps to route as an automobile and soon we’re at the bicycle shop. I offer to give him some euros for gasoline and he just shook his head and said nein, nein and waved at me as he left. I don’t know how far out of his way he went to help me out but he sure did me a great service. Bicyclist call people who help bikers “road angels”. I know he understood a little English because as Google maps was giving left and right turns he was making them without looking at the phone.
When we got to the bicycle shop I could immediately tell it was a very large shop, well equipped with many bicycles for sale. E bikes are really hot right now and are selling like hotcakes in Europe. It is more than a little strange to be heading down the road at 20 kilometres per hour and have grandma pass you at nearly 35 km per hour until you realise she has an electric assist bicycle.
Well it turns out the owner spoke more than just a little English, in fact it was very good. Seems he had studied in the states 8 years ago where he learned his English. Because of the weight I’m carrying on the back of the trike he suggested I go with a Schwalbe Marathon tyre. He unmounted the old tyre, put in new rim tape, installed a new tube and inflated the tyre for two-thirds of the cost of the tyre in the United States. He even offered to put the tyre back in the rear dropouts but I know how to do that so I did it myself.
Tomorrow’s leg is 77 km and I should be able to crank it out as it is mostly down hill more or less.
Turned out to be 97 km with 30 in the wrong direction. Crank was squeaking and making so much noise for 2 days I had decided go ahead to a ICE dealer.
Just to be sure I had thought of everything I decided to call Patrick in England to discuss the issue and let him hear a recording. He heave me a few more things to check and think about. Not 5 minutes after speaking with him the damn thing became silent and hasn’t made an odd noise today. It had drove me bonkers for two days and one phone call to Patrick and it’s good. I wonder what planet he comes from to be able to fix a trike without putting his hands on it. I didn’t do a thing to the trike either, it just went silent, problem solved.
So the 30 km I rode out of my way before calling Patrick was wasted. To make things worse those 30 km where over my first hard climb and it was hot. I came up a valley full of grapes still on the vine, not yet sweet. It was so steep I nearly had to get off and push, and just when I was ready to give up and push I reached the summit. Ride down the other side was great.
Was playing my flute before setting up the tent when the guy next to me said I heard that at the last camp ground. He came over to ask all the usual questions about what type of flute it was as it is so mellow. Every one likes the bass C.
Might rain tomorrow, just hope it holds off until after I am packed and ready to ride. Really dislike packing a wet tent in the rain.
Might make Basel, Switzerland tomorrow. Leg 11 ends in Basel. Had an English man tell me it had been rather cold in the mountains which I was not expecting. I did not bring a sleeping bag. Need to hit a few of the used gear stores Basel and look for a thin used bag, a wool blanket and or a heavy duty space blanket.
Road up to what I thought was a bakery and turned out to be a butcher shop. decided to go ahead and buy some salami and cheese for the ride and found out that they would make me both cheese and ham sandwiches in the morning. Can’t tell you how good they taste on fresh crispy crusty buns.
I was on a back road two track gravel trying to cut over from one main road to another road when suddenly I came upon a young lady riding a horse towards me. I can see that the horse was skittish and she dismounted from the horse in held reins.I moved ahead slowly but the horse was still trying to bolt so I stopped. My windsock was spinning in the breeze and I figured that might be what was spooking the horse.the horse continue to dance around and finally pulled the reins out of her hands. It took off running down the path with her in high pursuit of the horse. I have never liked horses because they are all about instincts and very little about thinking. They see something which bothers them their first instinct is just a bolt and run. I proceeded down the path and around several corners and I never saw the horse or the lady again.
I was told by several people coming out of Switzerland at the evenings the temperatures were getting down two or three degrees Celsius. Since I was sleeping in nothing more than a sewed up sheet tube and I’ve already been chilly a few nights I figured I would break down and buy a lightweight sleeping bag in Basel. considering how slowly I’m traveling I might just have to sleep on a summit or very near someone on either side where it might just be cold. Just a bit more weight to push up the Swiss Alps, but I figure if I can’t sleep at night I won’t be able to ride.
Until next update, Steven, The Wayfaring Traveler
Time for another update:
Today I came upon a German man riding a recumbent trike, it was made by ICE in England. He talks in a whisper and can barely walk without aid. He had a motorcycle accident about 15 years ago it was in a coma for almost 4 months. After waking up he was in a wheelchair for 5 years. He stuck with his physical therapy and was finally able to get up and walk though even today he’s so shaky I felt bad if I didn’t give him an elbow to hang on to while we were walking together. The story gets a little stranger, he noticed my reflective warning sign on the back of the trike in Thai. He said he didn’t know what it meant, but he had in been to Thailand many times and recognise the writing and then told me he had a Thai wife. We went and had coffee and ice cream. After that I asked if you could show me where to find a campground. He was more than 40 km from home heading in the wrong direction for me to go visit. As badly as he walks he can really fly on his trike. I am heavily loaded but he was dusting me on every stretch and he is nearly 80. I liked a statement he met while getting in his trike. He said “I am handicapped, but when I’m on this trike I am not” I’m glad I don’t have to chase him often even without the baggage I am pushing up hills.
It was pointed out to me I should go see Dragon castle. So I took my trike off route and pointed it towards the city where it is located. I knew it was located on a hilltop but man what a hill. It is the steepest road I have ever rode up or pushed my trike up. It was about half and half for the 1.4 km from the start to the top of the mountain of pushing and riding. In granny gear I could ride about half of the route, when other places I had to get off hook up my steering harness and lean on to my walking cane inside of its scabbard and push for all I had in me. By the time I got to the top of the hill my Jersey was soaking wet and I had gathered a couple of congrats and even a few uberman compliments.
Steep hills and gravity can be a harsh mistress. I have a parking brake on the right front wheel only, and when I would get off to push the wheel was locked but the trike was sliding down the hill after my weight was out of the seat. I found the fair size angular rock at the first place I had the push and carried it with me so that whenever I stopped I would set the right parking brake and reached down and chock the left wheel. When I finally got to the top of the hill where the old Castle is located I took my steering harness and tied the boom off to a railing as the trike was sitting at such an angle I didn’t trust the parking brake.
Coming down the hill I had stay on the brakes and keep my speed under control. This road was so steep that if I let go the brakes I was easily up to 30 km in in under 25 metres. Sturmey Archer drum brakes are very robust, but even these brakes were fading if I stayed on them too long. There were so many people and children on the road the last thing I wanted to do was lose control and hit somebody.
After leaving Dragon Castle I had lunch at a kebab restaurant. The owner spoke no English and getting the order finish was a bit of pointing at pictures and saying yes and no in both English and German. As I turned around a man said to me what part of the states are you from? It turns out he is from Tennessee and happens to be a FedEx pilot on layover. He had come down to this small town to look around and was getting ready to fly back to Tennessee in a few hours. We chatted about airplanes and engineering especially the Boeing 737 Max and how they really messed up with their public relations on that one.
After a late lunch I started heading down the trail again and for whatever reason the rear of the trike started squeaking so bad it was driving me bonkers, or I should say more bonkers than normal.it sounded like the rear fender hitting the tired now and then especially on bumps. When I started look at the fender and I could find nothing wrong with plenty of clearance at all points. I did however find the elastomer which is part of my rear suspension was starting to get squashed on one side like someone had leaned on a hamburger. I unloaded all the bags and the top bag and took a closer look at it and still could find nothing wrong other than the Simi squashed elastomer. I decided to remove the retainer club in took the elastomer out and move the locating pin back a few holes so there would be less compressive power at every bump. The trike is not squeaked since I did that change. It has me a bit baffled as the sound was really more like the tire hitting the fender, which did not seem to be an issue with the clearance between the fender and the tire.
I just coming to camp and was sitting in the grass playing my flute when a lady walked up and asked what kind of instrument that was in German.I told her I did not speak German one of the few things I can say and asked if she spoke English. It turns out that she did in fairly well. she told me she had lived in this area as a small child and moved away when she married but was now coming back to live in the area again. She asked about my journey and what I had seen her where I had gone. she commented that I seem to be moving rather quickly. I told her I was scheduled to fly home September 18th and I had no idea how hard it was going to be to get over the Alps, especially after having push up up.the road to Dragon Castle. we spent nearly an hour talking and she gave me a list of places to be seen on the Rhine river as I follow it to Switzerland which she felt I should not miss. She felt so strongly about it she suggested that if I was running short of time that I just throw the trike on a train and have them drop me off on the downhill side after going over the last pass to lake Geneva. She kindly suggested that I should spend time looking at but many little lovely towns and the history and let the train do the heavy lifting when I got to the Alps.
this lady suggested they are so stop and see the bridge at Remagen. there’s many no this is the famous bridge which allowed the allies to cross the Rhine during the last part of the war and inner into the heartland of Germany period period so now I have a short list of it at least 6 cities I should slow down and right through even if they are a few kilometres of the Rhine just to see the historic buildings and methods of construction for villages of the time.
Well it’s 6:30 in the morning I can hear the boats motoring up and down the Rhine river where I’m camping less than 100 yards away, I had a good night’s sleep and it’s time to do the morning ritual of getting up deflating my air pillow and my air mattress. Someone is ringing church bells at the moment which would woken me if I was not already up.
Last thing I do every morning is brush my teeth and collapse the tent and throw it in the bag. I didn’t pull out the phone bring up the leg of the route I’m about to ride for the day and head out looking for coffee. Well as John Wayne would say “We are burning daylight Pilgrim”
Again all errors in this text are to be blamed on my voice to text software and not my sloppy proof reading. New pictures to come as soon as I can get them uploaded
The Wayfaring Stranger
He has done it before, and he is now at it again! Mr. Telck is a true and seasoned veteran when it comes to overland triking. Rather than try to explain his current trip to you, I will simply post his email updates that come directly to me, and from these, you can hopefully figure out all the details that you wish to know! So, here ya’ go, fellow trike enthusiasts of Planet Earth! Directly from the man himself, here is what he has to say in his first 2019 trek email:
Sorry for the long delay as I have been in Europe now since the 18th of July. Many small things have gone wrong at the beginning of the trip. Getting myself and the trike from Southern France up to Northern France was an ordeal. I was unable to get it on a train or bus up to North West France to cross the channel into England to go visit the factory which made the trike, but I did go by myself leaving the trike down South. I used the high-speed rail system. Travelling at 320 to 325 km per hour is amazing!
Had a good time meeting the people at ICE. I have been emailing for the last 10 years since I bought my trike. They took me out to dinner and then club crawl through few pubs. I had a good time. The people at ICE recumbents are extremely nice and I enjoyed seeing some of their new products and ideas, as it would seem my trike now is getting a bit dated compared to their new products. Yesterday day in the Netherlands a man pulled up on a recumbent trike built by ICE. He had bought the recumbent for the same reason I did, which was to address the aches and pains of riding standard bicycles for long distances.
I then travel back down to Southern France for my trike was being kept by a warm shower host. After a few days I found a private car going up to North eastern France to a town called Lille. I begin riding from Lille, France riding to Belgium and then the Netherlands where I am now.
Riding a bicycle in both Belgium and Netherlands is sort of like riding in a playground. They have thousands of bicycle paths away from the main roads people are very careful with their cars considering bicycles. It is my understanding that if a car or truck hits a bicycle it is the driver of the car or truck who is always responsible. One person told me in a campground that if you are unlucky enough to hit a bicyclist you might be paying for the rest of your life. I was crossing the road a few days ago when I look left to see a car coming so I slowed down . The driver must have thought I was going to run the light so he slammed on his brakes and skidded to a stop and then very politely wave me across the road.
Belgium and the Netherlands are lush. There is a fair amount of rain here which I can attest to because I have been rained and wet for 5 days while riding. There are miles and miles of fields planted in potatoes, wheat and corn as high as an elephant’s eye. I have seen more dairy cows that I can shake a stick at in almost every field I drive by daily.
Right now it’s Sunday and most country towns are shut down because of religious practice. My power bank and my phone have run down so navigating was becoming impossible so at this time I am sitting in a train station charging my phone and dictating this email.
I have many pictures of the countryside. 400 year old windmills which are still turning in Old Dutch towns which I’ve been set aside to show tourist how things worked 400 years ago. I have met so many interesting and helpful people. The level of English understanding and use in the Netherlands is very high, many people speak English in Belgium also. There is less English in France, but the younger generation speak it more than the older and I have never had anyone refused to help me even if they could not speak English. They would pull someone aside and ask them to help and sooner or later I get where I’m going. My very first warm shower host in southern France has been exceptional couple to meet, and I believe without their help I would still be stuck in southern France.
Because of power demands and the lack of charging at many campgrounds I am dictating this email on my phone. I will proofread it and try to remove all of the obvious errors, but I am sure something will sneak through.
This is my present position where the train station is located. I find as I moved farther East the weather is improving and I have not been rained on for the last day and a half.
I’m not sure if this location link will work inside of email. If it does not just copy the address and open up up your browser and pasted in the top and the map should open to show my location.
Hope everyone receiving this email as well as I am myself. Phone is totally charged now and I need to get some kilometres down the road. Because I have no idea how long it might take to get over the Alps once I hit Switzerland I am sort of like a shark and must keep moving daily. Possible you in a few days I will look for warm shower host and relax for a few days. Right now I’m carrying enough wet and dirty clothes in my panniers to keep a laundry busy for a few hours.
The Wayfaring Stranger
When I get my pictures uploaded via Wi-Fi to my Google drive I will send a link in my next email.
Steven Telck, veteran tricycle traveler
Fatrikes all the rage up north in Canada! Just ask Glen Aldridge, proprietor of Mid-Island Adventures …
From our long-time Trike Asylum reader Glen Aldridge comes this recent letter about fatrikes in British Columbia, Canada, where Glen runs a trike touring and sales business called Mid-Island Adventures. Photographs of some of his happy and satisfied fatrike customers follow his letter below. Here is what he has to say about how fatrikes seem to be on an upswing there:
Hi Steve, Hope you are keeping well and are still exploring our planet. This year the tours have been slow for me as well as Victoria (Our big city). It’s funny, almost like everything just stopped this year. What’s even stranger, last November I started getting inquiries about Fat Trikes as this couple was looking to ride in complete comfort. I had shown them several local trikes, including base models, suspended models, and my Gekko and a Catrike Expedition, so they had a good idea of the differences. Imagine my surprise when this 80-something year old lady told me she wanted a Fat Trike! With Power Assist too! After delivering her trike, I asked her: “What made you decide on a Fat Trike?” She replied: “I have a tendency to ride into things, over things, up curbs and into potholes. With this trike, it doesn’t matter.” haha. I followed up with her a few weeks later to see if she was still happy with her trike, and she loves it! Since that time, I have sold four Fat Trikes on the Island, with another one soon to be on it’s way. My last customer, another retired fellow, likes to take his poodles hunting with him, where he has them flush out the birds, and then he shoots them from the comfort of his Fat Trike. Funny how you never know where new customers come from. :)
A FEW PHOTOGRAPHS OF THE ADDICTED FATRIKE RIDERS:
Click HERE to visit Glen’s website!
THE LATEST EVOLUTION OF A COUPLE OF ICE ‘T’ TRIKES
(photographs appear below)
Over there in England, where ICE trikes are made, TA follower Alonzo Savage has been upgrading his trike, and that of his wife, over the last few years. What began as standard ICE model T’s with 20” wheels all round changed to 26” rear wheeled machines with bar-end shifters replacing the original gripshift set up. Then ICE came up with the 26” rear suspension, so Alonzo contacted the Trike Guru Kevin Dunseath of Dtekhpvs, his ‘local’ pervayer of all things recumbent both trike and bike.
Alonzo inquired about buying new ICE trikes with full suspension, and he was ready to shell out significant amounts of cash for the changes, like the better part of five thousand bucks, each but Kevin said: “NO, you are perfectly capable of fitting the parts onto your existing trikes yourself, plus the cruciforms on both your T’s have done next to no mileage.”
So the parts were obtained, with a relatively small amount of money payed out in comparison to getting two brand new trikes. Kevin is as honest as they come, and will help anyone to enjoy their triking! He is also the go-to man for those with disabilities who wish to ride a recumbent.
The fitting of all the suspension parts was comparatively straight forward after referring to several YouTube instructional films. So at the beginning of 2017, Alonzo and his wife’s trikes were outfitted with front and rear suspension, and they can now ride in more comfort on roads that are a lot less than smooth.
For anyone used to wielding a spanner (British for wrench) now and then, these modifications are fairly simple, and not too costly. However, the costs of ICE accessories are extortionate if buying from the company. Take for instance the mirror mounts at £33 each ($41 US); a significant saving can be made by sourcing MTB straight bar-end mirror mounts that will do the same job, and were found by Alonzo for considerably less money than ICE charges. Granted they are not quite as beautifully machined, but they do the job just as well. The same type of bar-end mount could be used to make wrist rests with a little work, producing the padded rest from some other light material.
So now Alonzo’s wife has a comfy trike to ride, and by swapping the Marathon Plus tires for knobbly MTB and BMX tires, Alonzo has a trike ready for some light off-road riding. In fact, he has a slimmed-down version of an ICE Full Fat trike, and his tires are probably better than those on the fat trike. (for more text and photos of Alonzo’s trikes, click HERE)
From Alonzo: “ICE produces a well engineered trike, but the add-on bits are too pricey, and just the same as BMW – but unlike BMW, with ICE, the air conditioning comes free.”
Trike Hobo Steve Greene explores the latest offerings from Inspired Cycle Engineering (aka ICE) for the 2019 model year. To visit the website yourself, or to purchase a brand new ICE trike, delivered to your door, click this link: https://www.icetrikes.co/
Trike Hobo visits yet another recumbent tadpole tricycle manufacturer’s website to see what’s new in 2019:
Click HERE to visit the TerraTrike website for yourself.
Trike Hobo Steve Greene visits yet another recumbent trike manufacturer website, this time the Australian built Greenspeed, started by Ian Sims in 1990.
From our long-time reader and foreign correspondent Glen Aldridge, comes this bit of tantalizing “might be” touring info. For those who live in northwestern United States, or southwestern Canada, this might be of interest:
Would you mind giving me your feedback on our upcoming tours for the next couple of months? Would this be something you would like to attend? – Thank you, Glen
Poker Run/Scavenger Hunt
June 12th-2019 /Ladysmith, BC / To Chemainus, BC
(Dates subject to change due to weather or other unforeseen circumstances)
Come enjoy a fun day of Scavenger Hunting for clues to get a prize for the best Poker Hand. Combine the fun part of this trip with the interesting sights around Ladysmith & Chemainus, ending up with a great meal & prize giveaway & this should make for a fun trip that anyone can enjoy.
Meet up at the REAR of the Ladysmith McDonald’s. Start time is approximately 10:30 am – Please be on time. Send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org if you will be attending. Cost of this trip is $10. per person plus your own food & drink costs.
Howl At The Moon Tour
July 15th – 2019 / Shawnigan Lake, BC
(Dates subject to change due to weather or other unforeseen circumstances)
If you have never had a night ride, you don’t know what you’re missing. Call out your Inner Coyote or Wolf, your Extra Terrestrial or your Inner Dracula. Dress up your trike with L.E.D. lights, dress yourself up if you wish & come have a blast as we wake the nearly dead while we cruise through & around the town of Shawnigan Lake. We end up on the beach for a campfire or BBQ if there are fire restrictions & finish the night with a good meal & drinks. $10. per person. Please note – Your Trike MUST be equipped with legal Front & Rear lights. Anything else is usually tolerated. Start time is 8:30 pm. till 11-12 pm. Please be on time. More details to follow & if you are interested in this tour please send an email to email@example.com
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For more info on the Spicer tire, click HERE.
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From Glen Aldridge, proprietor of Mid Island Adventures:
Over the past few years, Mid Island Adventures has been growing a steady group of followers that get together throughout the Riding Season for Group Rides. We have previously had “The Chocolate & Ice Cream Tour” which required extra effort to burn off the calories, “The Pizza & Beer Tour” where we didn’t care how many calories there were, and last year we tried to get serious and put in some decent training miles because the Tour Director got lost. (That’s my story am I’m sticking to it.)
This year we are having a Poker Run/Scavenger Hunt where you will be given clues to 5 different locations to pick up your Cards & the Winner is the rider with the best Poker Hand. There will be prizes and food involved. Here are some photos from our previous tours, all located on Vancouver Island. If you would like to join us for one of our fun rides please email Glen – firstname.lastname@example.org for details. Visit our website for more insight HERE.
We know how to have FUN!!!
What is HP Velotechnik offering for 2019? Well, let’s find out …
Learn more HERE, and if you like it, order one while you’re at it (they ship to your door).