Saturday i spent the day helping a friend build a shed...i know it sounds like it's not much work, but it was 10'x12' and 10' feet high. Seems like a simple task but by the time you build the floor the trusses, and the walls you've done a lot of cutting, a lot of nailing and almost as much swearing. It was a warm day so it seemed fairly long, but 11 hours after i started i headed for home. The rest of the day consisted pretty much of me showering, eating and watching tv. I know it sounds kind of lazy for a saturday night but i wanted to be able to lift the bike for sunday's trip.
So Sunday morning the alarm went off and i got out of bed...normally it takes a lot less effort to stand up. I guess 11 hours of standing with a lot of bending and squatting down to lift stuff takes it's toll. The muscles on the inside of my legs felt like they had been replaced with a nice pair of lead weights. My first thought was a warm shower, that's just what i need, that'll loosen them up a bit. Ok, got any more bright ideas, that didn't help at all...oh well, at least i smell better. So i had some toast while i put some chain lube on my chain and packed some tools.
The plan for the day was to meet up with another group at the store and go from there. So we left the house and headed for the store, a very common trip for us. So you would think that it would be the simplest part of the trip, not this time. Near the half way point i forgot about a spot where i had to make a 90 degree turn and did something i do a lot while on gravel. I pushed the back brake pedal down all the way and pulled in on the front brake a little bit. This is usually followed by a bit of back tire slide and me letting off on the brakes and hitting the throttle. Except this time the back tire never slid, instead the front tire dug in and i went down. Funny thing is before i hit the brakes it thought maybe i should just turn around up the road and come back. Funny how you rememember those split second decisions so much better after you made the wrong choice.
Onto the fun part, assess the damage to the bike. The piece of plastic that i push to turn on the blinkers must have caught on my glove and got pulled off. Suprisingly i didn't break the brake lever off and the foot pegs did exactly as they were designed to do, they simply folded up and stayed intact. So the reservoir for the brake fluid has some scuffs, the brake lever has some scuffs, and the piece of rubber that covers the brake cable where it connects to the lever has a bit of a hole punctured in it. So i stuck the little piece of plastic for the blinkers back in place and the bike seems fine. Now to assess my damage, my right elbow and shoulder took the brunt of the punishment. Since i was only wearing a tshirt i've got a few scratches that will remind me of my little accident for the next week or so. My ankle feels a little stiff and my shin has a bit of a scrape on it, but other then that i think i'm good to go. So I tightened up the laces on my right boot, picked up my bike again and we headed to the store.
The rest of the trip to the store is fairly uneventful, although on the way there i start to doubt my back brake and test the theory on some level ground. Sure enough it's got no stopping power at all. Although i hate doing it i use my front brake sparingly until we get to the store, i don't want to repeat what i did on that turn again today. Now i know why the back tire never slid, the back brake wasn't working at all. So at the store i tighten up the back brake and it works great again.
There were five bikes at the store, bringing our numbers up to eight for the trip. The weather was good for biking although the roads were dry and dusty in some spots, but we made good time and covered a lot of ground. It was a good group to travel with and i got to see some new trails, along with a few famillar ones. The further we travelled the more i started to feel the effects of being on my feet all day saturday, my muscles kept telling me to lay down for a bit. So when we came to one washed out spot in the road i was definitely thankful to have someone there to help me pull the bike up the other side of the bank(thanks BajaX).
What else happened on the trip....oh yeah, Bethany almost rolled her bike. There was a tree cut off along the trail and somehow her bike caught on it and lifted both of the left wheels right off the ground. She said her right leg hit the ground before she managed to get the bike back on all fours. Today she said her hip is still pretty stiff so i'm starting to wonder if maybe she dislocated it...but i don't know much about that stuff so i'd just be guessing. Oh yeah and i blew a fuse at some point, i'm guessing it had something to do with all the wires i added for the headlight kit and the deep water i had just been through. But i went to start the bike and nothing worked, sure enough the fuse was a pretty black color, i'm so glad they include a spare fuse. I'm also very happy that i remembered to pack the tools before i left the house.
Lessons learned on this trip:
-check bike (including brakes) before leaving
-don't try to take turns too fast
-be physically prepared for a long trip
-be sure you have spare fuses
-pack any tools you may need
I think it was one of the best trips i've been on for a long time though, stops weren't too long, lots of nice scenery and a good group to travel with. I look forward to doing it again as soon as possible.