Grease is the word
4/11/09 10:24Be it hereby known than on this day (well, last night):
DARK EMERALD PASSED A SLOWER CYCLIST.
It happened in Waterfront Park, northbound, right before the Steel Bridge. I came upon a cyclist who was just not hurrying much, so I sailed on past him. Whee! First time.
Two and a half miles later, just as I was coming to my house, my damn rear tire went flat. I successfully removed the rear wheel, took out the tube, identified the puncture, insured that no glass/nail/thorn was still in the tire, replaced the tube, and pumped it up.
Then came the part about putting the wheel back on: making all that black, greasy chain go back into those complicated derailleur and sprockety things.
Clyde is still upside down on my living room floor. I just couldn't figure it out. I will try again tonight. Hopefully with some gloves.
DARK EMERALD PASSED A SLOWER CYCLIST.
It happened in Waterfront Park, northbound, right before the Steel Bridge. I came upon a cyclist who was just not hurrying much, so I sailed on past him. Whee! First time.
Two and a half miles later, just as I was coming to my house, my damn rear tire went flat. I successfully removed the rear wheel, took out the tube, identified the puncture, insured that no glass/nail/thorn was still in the tire, replaced the tube, and pumped it up.
Then came the part about putting the wheel back on: making all that black, greasy chain go back into those complicated derailleur and sprockety things.
Clyde is still upside down on my living room floor. I just couldn't figure it out. I will try again tonight. Hopefully with some gloves.
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