Wilde Rambler Flat Bar Di2 Cues Auto Shift 1x11 LG Sage

Wilde Rambler Sage Di2 Cues Q-AUTO

Built to Roam, Ready to Rumble
This ain't your average gravel bike. The Wilde Rambler is a steel-framed mutt with a heart full of wanderlust and a build that screams “Let’s get weird.” Painted in Sage—a color that says “I meditate, but I also bomb descents”—this large-sized frameset is the canvas for a build that’s equal parts practical and punk rock. The craziest thing? It shifts for you. The Q-AUTO di2 hub and rear derailleur note speed and cadence in real time, adjusting the gear to where you like to spin without you needing to do anything other than pedal. 

The Build: No Nonsense, All Function
- Drivetrain: Shimano CUES 11-speed with a Shadow RD-U6070 derailleur and a monster 11–50t cassette. You’ll climb like a goat and descend like a freight train.
- Crankset: CUES FC-U6000-1 with a 42T ring. Simple. Solid. Gets the job done.
- Brakes: Shimano Altus hydraulic disc brakes front and rear. Flat mount, resin pads, and enough stopping power to make you question your life choices mid-skid.
- Wheels: DT Swiss 533D rims laced to 105 front hub and Cues FH-U6060 rear powered by you and robots. 29" of tubeless-ready reliability. Sapim spokes and brass nipples because we don’t cut corners unless we’re railing them.
- Cockpit: Velo Orange Granola bars with a 60° sweep for wrist-happy shredding. MSW stem and Promax post keep things tight and tidy.
- Saddle: Brooks C17 All Weather. Because your butt deserves dignity.
- Grips & Pedals: Wolf Tooth Echo grips and MSW Thump pedals with replaceable pins. Grippy, comfy, and built for abuse.

This Rambler is for the rider who shows up to the group ride with a thermos of coffee, a flask of whiskey, and zero interest in KOMs. It’s for the commuter who takes the long way home through the forest preserve. It’s for the gravel goblin who packs a framebag, a questionable route, and a healthy disrespect for “No Trespassing” signs.

Steel is real. Sage is sexy. And this build? It’s the kind of bike that makes you want to quit your job, grow a mustache, and ride to the next state just to see what the gas station tacos taste like.
Come ride it. Or don’t. But if you do, bring snacks.