Meet the faces behind the bikes & the bikes behind the faces…

Nico Damiani
Worker Member

Nico Damiani
Worker Member
Nico Damiani has a background in construction, having worked for gas pipe fitters and duct workers, carpenters, and a brief stint with plumbing. He has also worked seven or so years in kitchens and hotels in various regions across Canada, and has some experience breaking his cars worse than they were before he touched them. After hearing about a log and timber school on Gabriola Island from a Swiss man while eating fresh-caught whitefish over a fire beside the Klondike River, waiting for his clean laundry to dry on some nearby rocks, Nico finally made it to Vancouver Island in 2016 to attend the school. While attending the school and working odd jobs around the Island, he was presented with an opportunity to work on the Board of Directors at Hub City Cycles. Having been a cyclist his whole life, and having haunted the bike co-ops of Montreal for years, he couldn't turn down the chance to learn larger parts of the picture. Nico brings a plethora of unkempt and partially developed skills to the Cooperative, tying them all together with his passion for alternative forms of learning, teaching, business, and transportation (i.e. bikes).

Ted Mainhart
Worker Member

Ted Mainhart
Worker Member

Jawn Lafratta
Worker Member

Jawn Lafratta
Worker Member
Jawn returned in June 2020 to the shop he helped found 8 years prior. He's been wrenching since taking the Winterborne Professional Bicycle Mechanic's Course at Winterborne Bicycle Institute in Guelph, Ontario in 2007. So, he knows some stuff, and knows enough to know there is plenty he doesn't.
Here's a wee poem for ye...
i roll on two wheels, a handful of gears and never get tired of the self powered feels. I remember your bike but forget your name, that peugeot i fixed with the etheral frame, pushing 30 years, from france and to school, to that job that you wanted nowhere near the bus route.
star ship would be my preferred mode of transport, hanging with riker picard data and worf. they'd have my back during an epic rap battle, photon lyrics blazing, nausicaan blade making, history as it pierces my heart.
Here's a wee poem for ye...
i roll on two wheels, a handful of gears and never get tired of the self powered feels. I remember your bike but forget your name, that peugeot i fixed with the etheral frame, pushing 30 years, from france and to school, to that job that you wanted nowhere near the bus route.
star ship would be my preferred mode of transport, hanging with riker picard data and worf. they'd have my back during an epic rap battle, photon lyrics blazing, nausicaan blade making, history as it pierces my heart.