So it wasn't until after 2:00 p.m. that I got on the FatBike, at 0.13 miles I noticed two things, I had too many clothes on and my 4 inch front tire was so low that it was rolling off to the side of the rim and causing the bike to wobble. I had the pressure under 5 psi to try and not slide on icy snow earlier this week. So being so close to home, I returned home removed a layer, and added air to front tire, and rear. PROBLEM. The rear rim tape had moved to the side and the inner tube was bulging out the holes that are cut in the rim to reduce weight, and cut itself.
So dayammmn, I had one spare tube, replaced and remounted and again I go. I had lighting with me, and would be needing.
I took the back trails to get out of town, riding on a snow mobile trail, the trail started to slant to the left, and turned to ice. At 10 mph, I knew I was going DOWN!!!!! WHAM, I did. Nothing broke, on me or the bike, so I hobble back on the bike and keep going.
Rode 20 miles out and turned around, turned my headlight on and headed home. How come when it gets dark and your alone out in the woods, you start to hear things 'out there' and then objects in the dim light become monsters. Well it does help me keep my pace up.
Well almost home. I sagged out in Sageville, I called Birgit and pleaded and begged for a ride. I didn't want to take the back woods at night on those icy frozen snow mobile trails where I crashed on the way out.
Ok I didn't really beg, Birgit said no problem and her and her daughter drove out and picked me and the FatBike up. OH LQQK the girls love the FatBack. I had trouble getting them away from her so I could rack my bike on the car.
Over and out.
DAve
7 comments:
Oh Dave, you're normal! We all have those days of prograstination. I give you credit for taking off this afternoon for a ride, despite the problems.
Like I said the other day, Birgit is a saint! You are a lucky man....
Ditto on the night creeps. I went for a night ride a couple weeks ago and saw a deer staring at me in the distance, backlit in the mist by the yellow light from a farm house. During the day I would have thought it was cool, but at the time all I could think was "Uh, he doesn't look happy..."
It must be nice to have a support staff.
As you say sometimes it seems easier when you have a busy day and have to slot the cycling in between other things.
Great having your own 'broom wagon' though..!
I love it when you post these little items that let us know you're human, Like taking the Sag Wagon, that must have been hard and yu really need to quit falling.
Awesome sag support team ya got there. I'm sure they aren't disptached out too often.
Your fatback carries a purse???? Interesting.
Glad no permanent damage done!
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