Laurin Lehner
· 09.08.2026
The freewheel is the heart of the rear wheel hub. It connects the cassette (set of sprockets) to the hub – but only in one direction. When you pedal, it engages and transfers the power. When you stop pedalling, it disengages – the wheel rolls on, whilst the pedals remain still. Simple, ingenious, indispensable.
Inside, there are usually pawl mechanisms – small spring-loaded teeth that engage with a ratchet wheel. When the mechanism is in freewheel mode, they glide over the teeth: tick-tick-tick. The more teeth, the more clicks per revolution – and the louder it is.
According to: Lots of teeth, little lubrication, hard materials. Systems such as the Star Ratchet from DT Swiss are notorious for their aggressive sound.
Quiet: A generous amount of grease, roller couplings or specially damped mechanisms absorb the noise almost entirely.
For a long time, the rule was: the louder, the cooler. That aggressive freewheel sound was almost a status symbol on the trail – “Listen up, here I come.” Chris King built veritable cult hubs around that sound.
But the tide is turning. Particularly in the worlds of trail running and nature conservation, there is a growing desire for quiet free-running – so as not to disturb wildlife and simply to enjoy nature. Two camps, two schools of thought – the debate is as old as the sport itself.
“Nothing is as annoying as noise when cycling. Squealing, cracking, creaking – it’s all like splinters to the nerves. The symphony of a freewheel, on the other hand, enchants me deeply. Every hub has its own sound. Some let out a shrill, high-pitched wail, whilst others rattle along with a dull rumble. The sound of a freehub is the flirtation between rider and machine. Speed is transformed into melody by the bike. The sound depends on the material and the mechanics of the hub. I used to wipe the grease off the freewheel to amplify the sound. Today, there’s a wide selection of melodious hubs. My favourite sound is that of Chris King’s ‘Angry Bee’.
“The world is turning into a boombox, or so it seems to me. There’s nowhere you can go without being bombarded by noise. It’s torture for the soul! That’s why I make sure not to annoy anyone with noise. Especially not in the countryside. I want to move silently amongst the ferns and beech trees – like an eagle-owl on a stalking flight. Whether on a mountain bike or a gravel bike. The whirring of the rear wheel hub sounds like a circular saw in St Peter’s Basilica when you’re in the woods. Okay, on tarmac I’ll put up with the clatter of the hubs – whether it’s used as a substitute for a bell, to show off, to act important or as a penis extension. But in the woods, I’d prefer to hear only real bees buzzing.”

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