Sparing you the gory details, I’ll just note that drawing salve def helps with saddle sores. What are your home remedies for that cycling-related malady?
In our ongoing campaign to bring you even more hugganess, we just started a Bike Hugger YouTube Channel. We’ve uploaded our most- viewed videos first and are now uploading our 33 (to date) Huggacasts . We’ll still publish to iTunes for the iPhones and iPods, this is just another channel. We’ll also feature more bike-related videos from YouTube like these
Our Top 5 videos are
- Blogging Beijing: Intel UMPC Prototype – During our trip Beijing for the Intel Developer Forum, we met Mark Parker from Intel who showed us a UMPC Prototype. It’s the Menlow platform, Silverthorn, and Poulsbo and booted up Windows XP. At the time, the prototype was one of two in the world and it’s the first time it had been seen widely.
- Bike Hugger Girona Roundabout – riding around a roundabout in Girona, Spain.
- Bettie with the Ditty Bops – riding with the Ditty Bops.
- Downtown with Bettie – Bettie going up Western Ave towards Elliott Bay Bicycles.
- Staying on top of the Gear with Bettie – the Stokemonkey, an electric motor assist.
Wednesday night I saw my favourite band from Japan: The Pillows. They have this odd animated video featuring a bicycle; the song was on a single released in January. Besides performing at SxSW, they are finishing up the Delicious Bump Tour with female rock-trio noodles from Yokohama. It was also the last set for local act The Stereo Future. It was a great show, but I feel a little lame that we didn’t ride to there. But it was raining…and we had a lot of sake.
“In my experience there’s no such thing as luck.” - Obi-Wan Kenobi
I remember old Ben’s advice well, but I also remember how he caught the wrong end of a light sabre the next day. Lady Luck is a fickle bitch. Take today for instance. I finally get a chance to ride my new frame, but I figure that I should evaluate how the new bike feels on a set of wheels that I know well. Besides, it was windy, so those super-tall rims of my new Mavic Cosmics wouldn’t be a wise choice, would they?
Oh, I would be regretting that decision.
Last night’s sake-drinking and rock show didn’t exactly prepare me for a great ride, but I really wanted to ride that bike. Plummeting off Capitol Hill into a crosswind, I said to myself, “I sure am glad I’m not on the Cosmics.”
But somewhere near the north end of Lake Washington, I felt something pop and suddenly the bike had a wiggle at the rear end. I snapped a spoke on my trusty wheels. It didn’t even pop at at the elbow like normal…it broke smack-dab in the middle. Dumb luck. I felt like an oracle examining bird entrails…is this some sort of bad omen?
So now the wheel won’t turn in the frame without aggressively rubbing the chainstay. If this were my rain bike, I’d just ride that bitch all the way home…fuck it. But my rain bike isn’t carbon fibre. I didn’t shell out all that money for a brand new carbon bike just to belt-sand 3K-weave layers off the stay on the first ride. And anyways, maybe I should be a little more gentle with my second-string stuff, since I broke my rain bike 3 weeks ago. Where do you think I got those trusty wheels from?
“Why the hell didn’t I ride the Cosmics? They’re brand new…they definitely wouldn’t have broken a spoke.”
The thing to do would be let off the tension of the spokes opposite the broken one. That would require a spoke wrench…which, of course, I don’t have. And neither did 6 other cyclists who passed by. Looking at my predicament, the last guy seemed determined to have one the next time he rode. But it looks like I’m shit out of luck. Time to start walking with the bike on my shoulder. This is going to kill the whole afternoon.
Then what could happen next?. A silver SUV stops at the next cross street before me. It turns out that it’s Ed Brewer from Two Wheel Revolution, the Seattle mobile bike mechanic service. He’s like a doctor for quality bikes, and this doctor makes house calls. He just happened to be on his way to a gig when he saw me. What are the odds?
Ed loaned me a spoke wrench, and I backed the opposite spokes down. The wheel was reasonably true but now with a distinct hop. Whatever, I can deal with that until I can get to my own shop to replace the spoke. (Thanks again, Ed)
In the end, I got home. I’m kinda superstitious about equipment, so I’m a little uneasy about the new bike. Maybe if I ride long tomorrow, I can squeeze out all the bad luck from the bike and then start building karma on it. Yeah, that’s it. But I’m not taking any chances…tomorrow I’m gonna burn some incense and ride those Cosmics…no matter how much wind there is.