roubaixtuesday
self serving virtue signaller
Fantastic ride after work yesterday, but the new bike showing first sign of use: A very quiet, very high pitched highly intermittent squeak.
Hmmm, thinks I, it's high time I lubed it, 300 miles ridden now and even in the dry that's probably pushing it.
I press on, and ascending the Killer Mile empties my mind of all such fripperies. Along the summit ridge, back it comes and I pause to take in the view, and spin the wheels. No squeaking.
Another couple of climbs later my legs aren't so much squeaking as howling in protest, but the bike still is, scarcely audible and very intermittently. "Must be jockey wheels" I think. "Don't forget to lube".
Approaching home it ceases to be intermittent, now every pedal stroke. Maybe the saddle? Out of the saddle it disappears. Gotcha! "I'll tighten the rails when I get back" I think.
Then, suddenly, a terrible sense of deja vu: I'd forgotten once spending days on tour trying to find a squeak only to realise it was my shoe rubbing the chainstay. And sure enough, not the chainstay, but the centre of the crank sticks out just far enough to rub my left shoe.
Squeak identified. Now, mustn't forget that lube.
Hmmm, thinks I, it's high time I lubed it, 300 miles ridden now and even in the dry that's probably pushing it.
I press on, and ascending the Killer Mile empties my mind of all such fripperies. Along the summit ridge, back it comes and I pause to take in the view, and spin the wheels. No squeaking.
Another couple of climbs later my legs aren't so much squeaking as howling in protest, but the bike still is, scarcely audible and very intermittently. "Must be jockey wheels" I think. "Don't forget to lube".
Approaching home it ceases to be intermittent, now every pedal stroke. Maybe the saddle? Out of the saddle it disappears. Gotcha! "I'll tighten the rails when I get back" I think.
Then, suddenly, a terrible sense of deja vu: I'd forgotten once spending days on tour trying to find a squeak only to realise it was my shoe rubbing the chainstay. And sure enough, not the chainstay, but the centre of the crank sticks out just far enough to rub my left shoe.
Squeak identified. Now, mustn't forget that lube.