Ever wonder about a quarter horse in the stable as well?
Hi Pavel!
I have gone that route, but I seem to have a fatal flaw in that all my bicycles -- regardless of intent, origin, or provenance -- end up becoming touring bikes, 'cos...that's what I do.
Oh, it starts out innocently enough when I figure I can "just" add a handlebar bag or maybe "only" a lightweight, Tubus Fly-like rear rack. Have to have something to hold the odd set of arm warmers or wind jacket and perhaps a sandwich or two and jersey pockets alone top-out quickly. Then, there's water. One bottle won't cut it around here where refill possibilities are nil. So another gets added. And another. Bottles grow from .5l to .75 to 1l. Then, there's lights when the 300-400km day ride keeps me out after dark. And gearing for the mountains (any journey 'cept due north Out of Here also means Up to leave the confines of the Willamette Valley), so those get tweaked. Off goes the corncob cassette in favor of one resembling a funnel. Off comes the Double in favor of a triple. Those wonderful narrow tires don't seem quite as nice when they're nibbling through deep gravel or following goat-trails, and the cross-section can only grow so much when confined by racing calipers. It gets wet and I crave fenders, andandand so it goes.
Next thing you know...Touring Bike. Trouble is, it's a Touring Bike That Doesn't Handle So Well, 'cos it's a racing bike that has seen vivisection and only the frame is light -- too light for all the other appurtenances hung upon it, compromising its thoroughbred dignity. Imagine a racehorse hooked to a plow, and you've got the picture. Better to start with a draft horse.
The thing is, I've really tried, made the effort, and drank the sweet liquor of the Lightweight Racer and...I don't seem to be up to it. A bit like the wino who finds a some aged Glenlivet, I don't seem to be really able to appreciate what I have. My experience has spanned the Steel Era, and I came to terms with myself before Aluminum and Carbon took hold, but have no doubt my strange affliction would hold sway with them as well. It's not nature vs. nurture; it seems to be genetically hard-wired and I can't fight it. If it's a disease or disorder, it missed the DSM-IV.
My solution has been Touring Bike Light and Touring Bike Heavy, purpose-built all-rounders at both ends of the spectrum that overlap generously in the middle. The lighter version handles superbly unladen and with up to about 40 pounds of cargo (50 in a pinch) for the typical 'Merkin-style touring. It is also my rando bike, and my preferred choice for long 400km+ day rides and I don't feel caned and beaten on awakening the next morning. Sherpa does the same, riding nicely unladen, but excelling at hauling an excess of avoirdupois. Of all the bikes in my stable, I've come down to three I ride the most: The Sherpa at about 41lbs/18.6kg for All-'Round Heavy Class, the Centurion ProTour 15 at 32lbs/14.5kg for All-'Round Lightweight Class, and the tandem at 46lbs/21kg (yes, I am aware Tandem is only a little heavier than Sherpa). When I can fully reconcile myself to that fact, I think I'll part from the others.
I think I'm There.
Best,
Dan.