Mine, of course.
First the good news. After 2 rides I really like my new Cinelli Nemo gravel bike. It’s as heavy as a horse and full of technology that I am afraid to even contemplate, let alone look at (try watching a video of how to bleed disc brakes and you’ll understand), but the ‘real-steel’ ride is very nice and if you don’t think about how slow you’re going, it’s just quite pleasant.
The better news is that I think my gravel career is over. After 2 rides of looking in vain for a smooth enough ‘gravel’ road (even the little vineyard roads here put the Arenberg Trench to shame) to be able to look up once and enjoy the view, I am convinced that this one isn’t for me. I’ll keep looking around a bit, but when you’re out on a ride and all you are thinking is ‘why?’, it’s a sign.
The truth is, I never really wanted to gravel anyway, but I’m happy to be stuck with a machine that is basically just a fat and lazy road bike – perfect for me. I’ll ride the Pirelli gravel tires down, slap on slicks, and have a very versatile bike for cushy riding and bike packing. And in the event that I find a gentle enough dirt road, I still have something to ride on it. Highly improbable, but I’ll never say never.