Comments on: Expensive Error

By: unimayor

unimayor — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 20:05:10 +0000

i held my dog’s leash and handlebar with my left hand and shifted with my right just as she stopped to poop! slapppp

By: Si

Si — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 16:04:49 +0000

I was travelling back from the 4th round of the Gorrick Exxodus Spring Series in Surrey England. I was last to finish the race as my racing partner had (wisely given the conditions) pulled out after the first lap, so whilst I staggered around ready to pass out after the race, my mate and my girlfriend were happy to load the bikes onto the car and we set off for home. We got about half an hour down the rather busy motorway when a car came up behind us flashing his lights like crazy and it was at this point that my girlfriend said the dreaded words “Si we’ve lost a bike!”…to cut a long and very very scary story short, the bike was lying in the middle of the busy motorway for 15 minutes. We got the bike back (it was about 2 miles back up the motorway) without causing any accidents miraculously. The bike (a race prepared Turner) was ok apart from a scuff on the pedals, scuffing on handlebar end caps and the brake caliper mount was snapped off. Whilst fixing the forks Pace also told us that there was a hair line fracture in the carbon of the fork stantions…given that we could have caused an accident or much worse…I think we got off lightly. Next time I’ll make sure I check the bikes are properly loaded onto the rack, being my responsibility and all.

By: Evin

Evin — Sun, 27 Apr 2008 12:29:07 +0000

Here is my brain fart experience. Routines are good, deviations from routine are troublesome. With my Tahoe parked at the trailhead, another vehicle was pulled beside the driver side and encroached upon my ability to prop the bike between the tire and wheel well of the Tahoe as is customary when removing the front wheel and mounting the bike on the roof rack. So I used the passenger side to accomplish my task. Only problem is the last thing I saw prior to getting in the driver side door, starting the engine and backing out of my space was the gravel of the parking lot. Alas my front wheel was on the unseen side of the Tahoe. I decidedly ordered a entire new upgraded wheelset and while I was at it upgraded the mechanical disc brakes to the Juicy 7’s. I tacod the wheel with several tons of Tahoe. I guess you might say I had a Tahoe Taco experience.

Note to self, create a new/improved routine for breaking down the bike.

By: A Sadly familiar story. « In The Spin

A Sadly familiar story. « In The Spin — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 13:21:03 +0000

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By: Big Mike In Oz

Big Mike In Oz — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 07:10:04 +0000

Rocky, You’re related to the author so you get automatic stupid points. On that basis I don’t think you did anything particulary outstanding.

Happy ANZAC Day.
Lest We Forget.

By: Errr....

Errr.... — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 04:45:07 +0000

regret me no helmit wearing.

By: Not a cyclist.....

Not a cyclist..... — Fri, 25 Apr 2008 01:17:45 +0000

Hey Caloi Rider;

Thanks for the feedback. I now remember they did start out green and then turn color as they dry. They can also penetrate: sneaker soles, nerf balls (to which they attach like velcro), kickballs, all clothing, you name it, even rock! Ok, that one I made up, but goatheads really suck.

Now in Georgia, you walk through the woods in the summer and come out covered with “hitchhikers” which are flat green thorns covered in super-sticky-stuff, but they don’t pop tires like goatheads.

By: Jay Peitzer

Jay Peitzer — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 22:17:21 +0000

Been there done that. The very first long bike ride I ever did I was probably 12. Rode out to LAX with three friends. Cut accross a field flattened all eight tires had to call his mom to pick us up. Fortunately for me I was riding a borrowed bike and didn’t have to pay for new tires and tubes. Although I did in fact fix everyones tires being the only one who knew how. The second ride we did involved riding out to Griffith Park. That one ended almost the same way with one of the guys thinking the wing nut(no quick release it was a Schwinn racing bike….sort of)on the the front wheel was loose. Thought he could tighten it while we were still moving. Stuck his foot through the spokes and did a fantatic summersault bike and all. Bent the fork and split his chin open. Once again out came mom to rescue us. That was the last ride I did with those guys. I’m not sure if they ever made it back on their own.

By: Rocky

Rocky — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 20:41:47 +0000

Why thank you Al. I was impressed with myself, as well, right up until the front wheel abruptly dumped me hard.

By: Caloi Rider

Caloi Rider — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 18:33:43 +0000

Hey non-cyclist. I’m pretty sure those were goatheads.

They sorta look like a miniature goat’s head with two very sharp spikes poking out where an actual goat’s head would have ears. They start out green and moist, but then they quickly dry up, harden and turn dirt brown. Oh, and they’re ubiquitous in Western Colorado (that bush used to grow between some of the cracks in the sidewalks in Grand Junction).

They’re the only thorns I know that can penetrate a thorn-resistant tube.