We witness the birth of a frame at the hands of the meticulous Nicolai Bikes.
Drive through Lubbrechtsen and you will miss Nicolai. The perfectly smooth road cuts straight across the gently undulating German countryside, shallow ditches separating it from the vast fields of turnips being harvested by gleaming John Deere tractors. Two-storey-high stacks of them lie randomly dotted across the landscape with their plastic sheeting coats rippling gently in the cool autumnal breeze.
The forest that is home to the trails which shape the Nicolais of the future rises up in the distance in a ripple of browns and golds, like the crust of a well-done pizza.