Mark,
That story involving James Hoage happened right under my nose in San Marcos. There are events associated with James Hoage and his string of impersonations that began in Palo Alto, CA before the Tesch events and continued until his arrest at Princton. James Hoage actually made his application to Princton while serving 1 year in jail for possesion of stolen property (they couldn't pin the actual burgulery on him since two years had passed before he was caught with the goods) using the alais "Alexi Santana". Dave Tesch was convinced that I (give me a break) did the burgerly because it happened about two months after I moved to San Diego specifically to get away from Dave and his constant state of paint emergency. I was his painter at that time, it drove me to leave the business; at which time I moved to San Diego to pass my secrets to Joe Bell before I found something else to. Once in San Diego, I got comfortable again and I ended up working for Bill Holland/Joe Bell for a while until I felt I wasn't ready to pack it all in. I owe a debt of gratitude to JB for taking me in and showing me that not everyone in the bike biz is a physco. Needless to say, I'm still in the game; thanks primarily to the incomparable Joe Bell.
There is a lot more to the sorted tale of James Hoage, but it's way too complicated to discuss here. It's not quite as long a story as the Masi thing, but certainly a lot stranger.
Brian Baylis
La Mesa, CA
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> Did anybody see the article in the current issue of the new yorker about the
> princeton imposter? The article is called "The Runner" and starts out
> mentioning the recovery of some bike stuff stolen from Dave Tesch.
>
> I'll look for it on the NY website and send the URL along if I can find it.
>
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