Stops great, sometimes loudly
Didn’t get it on video, but the first time disc rotors got wet this season and screeched like a melting witch in the Wizard of Oz with me cursing just as loudly, it was admittedly comical and embarrassing.
People are just walking their dogs in a park and enjoying the peace and quiet nature has to offer in a busy city. Then this jackass (me) is hard braking and coasting and braking again across a grassy field. Also complaining while trying to dry the rotors off.
Once glared at with dogs on taut leashes, I sheepishly coasted away on my Cross bike.
Next week I’ll race CrossVegas, an event that I consider the best in the bike business and one that starts like a Road Warrior chase scene. Where you end up after turn one, is like betting on a roulette wheel…everything is spinning, then slows down, and stops for a bit, until turning again. You hope good luck and faith will pay off, and keep the rubber side down. Oh and also hope your disc brakes don’t screech like feedback on a PA, interrupting an Elvis impersonator singing Viva Las Vegas.
Read an interview with Brook Watts, the promoter of CrossVegas, in our Magazine this month.