Bicycle Repair in Toronto

On the mechanics of urban transportation

December 2023

In the winter of 2009, I began work as a bicycle mechanic at Urbane Cyclist on Queen Street West. The shop was one of those places that smelled of rubber and grease, with tools laid out on benches in the precise disorder of constant use. For five years, I repaired bicycles—commuter models, folding bicycles, the occasional recumbent. Later, I worked at Cycle Solutions for another two years.

There is a particular truth to bicycle repair that is absent in most work. A derailleur either shifts properly or it does not. A brake either stops the wheel or fails to do so. There is no political interpretation of a loose headset, no statistical model for a flat tire. The work is either done correctly or it is not.

[Urbane Cyclist workshop, 2011. Tools on bench, winter light through front window.]
Figure 1: The workshop at Urbane Cyclist. The morning light through the front window illuminated grease stains on the concrete floor.
The Work

One learns certain things repairing bicycles in a city. The winter commuter's machine arrives each spring encrusted with road salt, the components barely distinguishable beneath the white corrosion. The summer tourist's rental comes with derailleurs bent from improper handling. The wealthy enthusiast presents a carbon frame with components costing more than my monthly rent, expecting adjustments measured in millimeters.

The tools are simple: wrenches, screwdrivers, cable cutters. The truing stand for wheels, the chain wear indicator, the torque wrench for carbon components. One develops a relationship with these objects. They become extensions of the hands. The correct tool for each task, selected without thought.

[Hand adjusting rear derailleur, chain in focus.]
Figure 2: Adjusting derailleur limits. The satisfaction of proper indexing.
[Wheel truing stand, spoke wrench in hand.]
Figure 3: Wheel truing. Lateral runout measured against the gauge.
[Bench covered in tools, grease rag visible.]
Figure 4: The workbench. Each tool returned to its place.

There is a mathematics to bicycle repair. The gear ratios, the spoke tension, the bearing preload. One thinks in numbers: 6 Newton-meters for brake lever bolts, 8 for stem bolts, 40 for crank arms. The precision is not for its own sake but because a bicycle ridden in traffic must function reliably.

A man came in with a brake problem. Another shop had serviced the bicycle the previous week. I found the brake pads installed upside down, the manufacturer's numbers facing outward like a badge of incompetence.

One sees the city differently from a repair stand. Not as architecture or politics but as topography and surface condition. The potholes on Bloor Street, the grated bridge crossings, the construction debris in bike lanes. The wear patterns on tires and chains tell stories of routes and habits.

[My old fixed gear bicycle against brick wall.]
Figure 5: My own bicycle, 2012. Fixed gear, brake-less. A different kind of simplicity.
[Cycle Solutions storefront, snow on ground.]
Figure 6: Cycle Solutions in winter. The morning shift began before opening.
[Customer's winter bike, salt corrosion visible.]
Figure 7: February commuter. Annual overhaul required.
The Customers

The people who bring bicycles for repair represent a cross-section of the city. The daily commuter who rides through all weather. The weekend enthusiast with expensive components and limited mechanical understanding. The student with a department-store bicycle held together by zip ties and hope.

One learns to distinguish between those who want their bicycles repaired properly and those who want them repaired cheaply. The distinction is important. Proper repair takes time. Cheap repair is temporary. Most choose cheap, then return months later with the same problem.

There was a regular customer, an older man who rode a recumbent tricycle. He came every spring for a complete overhaul. We would disassemble the entire machine, clean each component, replace worn parts. He would watch the process, asking questions. He understood that maintenance is preventative, not reactive.

[Recumbent trike in repair stand.]
Figure 8: The recumbent trike. Annual maintenance ritual.
[Bike fit session, measuring knee angle.]
Figure 9: Bike fit appointment. The mathematics of ergonomics.
[Rack of rental bikes ready for season.]
Figure 10: Rental fleet preparation. Each checked before release.
Afterwards

I left bicycle repair in 2015 to study statistics at the University of Ottawa. Later, I worked for the federal government as a data engineer. The work is different but the methodology is similar: identify the problem, gather the necessary tools, apply systematic thinking, verify the result.

There are fewer tangible results in data engineering. One builds systems that process information, creates models that predict outcomes. The satisfaction is more abstract. No one thanks you for a properly configured Kubernetes cluster in the way they thank you for a smoothly shifting bicycle.

Sometimes I miss the simplicity. The physical reality of a bicycle is undeniable. A statistical model can be debated, its assumptions questioned, its conclusions contested. A derailleur either works or it doesn't.

[My current work setup: laptop with terminal open, Kubernetes dashboard visible.]
Figure 11: Current work. The tools have changed.

The skills transfer in unexpected ways. The patience required to adjust a finicky internal gear hub is similar to that needed to debug a distributed system. The systematic approach to diagnosing a braking problem resembles troubleshooting a data pipeline failure. The understanding that components interact within systems applies equally to bicycle drivetrains and software architecture.

I once spent three hours rebuilding a wheel that measured perfectly on the truing stand. On the road test, it had a vibration. Perfection in theory does not guarantee perfection in practice.

The value of bicycle repair, I think, is in its directness. One sees the immediate effect of one's work. A customer rides away on a machine that functions better than when they arrived. There is satisfaction in that simplicity, in work whose quality is self-evident.

[Custom wheel build in progress.]
Figure 12: Wheel building. Spoke tension balanced by feel and meter.
[Old tool wall at Urbane Cyclist.]
Figure 13: Tool organization. Each in its assigned place.
[Closing time, shop empty, lights dim.]
Figure 14: End of day. The quiet after customers have left.

Bryan Paget worked as a bicycle mechanic in Toronto from 2009 to 2015. He now works as a data engineer for the federal government.

Photographs from personal collection. Replace placeholder images with actual photographs of bicycle repair work, shop interiors, and related subjects. This document follows a utilitarian aesthetic inspired by mid-century reportage.

Contact: bryanpaget@pm.me