Frito Bandito
Zen MBB Master
Yeah, I had a taste of that Texas heat for the first 18 years of my life, then from 30-34. Nice setup though. If I ever need more than 2 bottles then they will go up there behind the head as well.
Its bad enough to OCCASIONALLY agree with someone from NSW, but to also agree with a MI person, it MUST mean that I have a bad disease, that has effected my brain!!!!Lmao. In comparison, Saturday I rode the sofrider after not riding a mbbfwd for a month and two weeks on on the m5m an the Scott and the greenspeed.
The first few hundred feet were a comical demonstration of wild pedal boom turning wobble mess. It was hilarious. No effort to control it. Then the brain switched to cruzbike logic and all was well.
NO!!!!if there was someone with a video, i am sure the wobbliing greek butt shot would have been viral utube by now....
can i claim it didn't happen because there were no pictures?
I thought that only DF riders with racing saddles had to do that.Frito Bandito said:put some lube on the important bits
Hahaha.What a terrible tale of woe! People are so bloody helpful. But you feel awkward about telling them to bugger off. I never had a pressure gauge. I used to pump the tyres up as hard as I could with my old cheap pump. Then I got this amazing Lezyne pump. I pumped my Grasshopper 's tyres up rock hard. The bike flew like a rocket but it was a bit twitchy. Started getting flats every two days. Eventually I realised I was putting too much air in. These pumps are so much better than the old ones.
I thought that only DF riders with racing saddles had to do that.
Go tubeless. It's by far the easiest solutionWell, I gave it another shot today. Just before I got to my starting point I got a flat. An elderly Japanese couple watched me swap out the tire and tube (yes I keep both in the under seat bag) and got going. I tried a new CO2 nozzle which was successful only in freezing my fingers and spewing it's contents in the grass. Got my trusty one out (yes I carry two nozzles and two canisters in my under seat bag. Legs had gotten a bit cold and they were not recovered from Yesterday's ride, but who cares eh?
I had a nice bit of speed going and about 5km into my ride I got another flat. 15km from home, have to work at 5:30pm, windy as hell, and gonna be less than 5C once the sun goes down. I start pushing my bike to the closest bike shop between home and where I flatted while texting my client that perhaps we should meet at 7pm instead. A nice Japanese man rolls by, says he has a tube so I take off the wheel for a 2nd time in less than 30 minutes, get the tire off, the tube out, inflate his tube a little, and find that the nozzle extender I have won't fit in the valve hole in my rims, and there is no way I could inflate his tube with a 40mm stem enough to ride home on. I pull his tube out, reinstall my flatted tube and tire then start putting it back on when the forks separate.
Don't panic! Don't throw the bike! I get the wheel on, then the 2nd set of forks on and then start trying to get the derailleur hangar on, which I have done before. Then he tries to get involved. Since he was trying to be helpful I didn't want to be rude but he was causing more problems than he was solving, not to mention our helmeted heads were banging into each other. Oh, I forgot to mention, either the wind was drowning out my "I can do this myself", "I got this", "Excuse me", or he was ignoring me, or he actually thought this recumbent rider didn't know how to repair flats and get the wheel back on. Finally I had to say "Just a moment please, let me try this...." then take the bike away from him, stand on the side of the hill and get the derailleur snapped in and the QR on.
Afterwards, I rolled up his tube that he offered, stuck a rubber band on it and explained that I will just push it to the bike shop where they hopefully had a 700x25 tube with at least a 50mm stem. He began pushing his bike with me and it was getting later and later so I finally told him that he should get his ride in before sunset and the stronger winds arrive, which he did.
While pushing the bike to the shop I noticed that the cranks were stuck and the only way to be able to rotate them was to loosen the QR a lot. At the bike shop he luckily had a 700x25 tube with an 80mm stem which I bought and put on, and then got the wheel in again, with the derailleur hanger going on smoothly this time. but the only pump he had was not for a Presta Valve. I went out side and luckily a rider on a road bike rode by slow enough for me to flag him down to ask him to borrow his pump. He didn't have one. Just then the bike shop guy came out with an adaptor connected to an air hose.
He inflated my tire and I gave it a pinch. I was afraid he would over inflate it, causing it to burst so I thanked him and was ready to ride the final 8km back home when he started trying to put more air in my front tube. By this time I was about out of patience but I finally got him to stop because removing and reinstalling the wheel 3 times today was about as much fun as I wanted on a Wednesday.
I got home with 30 minutes to spare before work. Jumped in and out of the shower, ate a banana and drank some hot tea with lemon. I'll figure out what is wrong with the bike tomorrow. I will wash and wax the bike as well, and put some lube on the important bits. Then, get my other bike ready for the Friday lunch ride with a friend.