" I think I started a little earlier than you."
March of 1972, for me. The 210-mile TOSRV tour in May was my baptism by fire. On a Schwinn Continental. After picking up a Peugeot at a rest stop, I had to have that 17 pound advantage!
"All we had was Raleigh, Peugeot, and Schwinn. And a few shops carried some small brands like Chiorda, Flandria, and Dawes. A couple years later we started seeing Mercier, Libertas, Paris Sport, and some others. A local shop could have ordered a Zeus. I should have taken him up on that instead of the International."
Same situation here, but there were some Canadian imports making their way into the area. I remember seeing a Cinelli with Bi-Valent hubs in 1972 or 1973. There were also some very low-production/semi-custom brands around and we could see long-retired racing bikes mysteriously appear at races and rides with little explanation as to how they got here. A local hot shoe had a blue L. Sabliere (sp.?) that was rumoured to have been raced in the Tour de France in the 1960's. It was fillet brazed (no lugs), super light and was beat to snot.
Chiorda...Libertas...Dawes Flandria...yeah, we had all that (mostly) cheap junk. Also some Hetchins, Jack Taylor and oddballs brought in by returning servicemen. We also had a local dealer with an Eastern European heritage. The guy was a racer (and he smoked cigars) that held a few city-to-city records. He imported some good components and frames long before the Gita types got into the game.
Being close to Canada, we did get some of their stuff. They had access to more than what was available here.
I can't remember what year it was when I saw my first Paris Sport (1974?), but it was fire engine red with white block style lettering and it was all Campy. I was in love!
In the 'big cities', 3 to 5 hours away, there were a couple of 'pro' bike shops. I used to ride a Harley to one of them. I remember a ride home from Columbus that normally took 3 hours taking 8 hours due to thick fog, but my bags were full of new pro gear like Detto Pietro shoes, cleats, Clement sew-ups, English wool jerseys, a Cinelli hairnet...let the games begin!
"Such, such were the joys. Did you used to read the "Nomadics" section of the Whole Earth Catalog, too?"
Yeah. Again, I got in on the tail end of the WEC fad. We always had a dog-eared copy laying around the house. Cyclopedia...Yellow Jersey...later on, Branford Bike. Mail order was getting big even back then.