The Rambler accompanied me to Adelaide this year for the Single Speed Nationals. Whist I was there I dropped into Booze Brothers to pick up a case of the local brew. Bicycle cycling is not a common virtue in that part of Adelaide and rolling into the drive through on my bike called Scrotum attracted the sideways leering of a table full of blokes in fluro. I made my purchase, unpacked beach towels and related paraphernalia from my bag to make it ready for the beer. This short process became the subject of chatter nearby, and I looked up to find I had an audience of 6. “He ain’t gonna fit that in there mate”. “ Nah he’s done it before, you watchim.” I slid the case down into the expanding middle pocket, packed my other stuff around it and in the other pockets and zipped it all up. “Ah, lookid that, his bag’s a fuckin’ anaconda mate!”. And it was. I tipped my helmet to the lads and bade them good day, cruised a couple of blocks to a backyard seafood feast and sank into the afternoon with friends and fine ale.

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I recently bought The Rambler and couldn’t be more happy with it. This is simply the best cycling backpack ever made. And the review linked to above is simply the best review I’ve ever read (note: readers not interested in cycling, backpacks, and the like will most likely still find the above review very entertaining).