That riding with a chest infection would have such hilariously predictable results? My wife for one. That ride described in the last post, whilst psychologically fortifying, proved to be physically debilitating. I was laid up for most of yesterday, missed my third consecutive day of work and generally walked around the house feeling most sorry for one's self...However it appears that today I'm "over the hump" as they say, and ready to hit it tomorrow Sans phantom noise!!!!
Why? because BIKE VEGAS rule, that's why. with my rotors rotated (front to back) a "wafer thin" spacer added to the caliper and the little silvery thing that sits in the brake (names? if you can name this I'll tell you what the back of your knee is called)tightened (it appears that this was the source of the noise)I'm all ready to go. The bike is clean, degreased and smells good (thanks Simple Green)and even after one "shake down" ride in the street there is no noise, and shizz generally feels tighter. whew.
It's been a light week for riding, due to sickness and hip pain, so tomorrow will be about pushing the boat out a tad whilst attempting to avoid pushing one's (admittedly still fragile) lungs out of one's chest. I'm thinking more Tokorangi pa and Sandy Skid Rds rather than fanging it about Direct rd et al (Sense and sensibility?). Old Chevy will definitely be making an appearance amongst others..Actually, I'm very excited.
I finished chewing through the mammoth Radiohead concert that I had downloaded as podcast from NPR. I have to say, it was pretty amazing. All the more amazing for this song, played in the encore. Everything in its right place indeed. The version of the track shown below is taken from a French TV special that is probably seven or so years old. Man, them Chaos Pads are cool beans.
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