The gate was open. Out we went. Made it 35 miles. Rain, wind, road grit. We pull into a rest area to grab some Nuun and Linda's home-made energy bars, spend twenty minutes talking about logistics and we head back out North on Hwy 104. Slight grade and up we go.BOOM. My rear derailleur cable snaps, breaking the hanger and pushing the cog set into the spokes, instant loss of power and Bernie has already mashed my rear wheel with his front and has done a triple somersault landing on the grassy and wet shoulder. Lucky all the way around as traffic was whizzing by on the left.
Assessment damage indicated that the Quintana Roo
was trashed, unrepairable and rendered to rack art.I decide to return all the way back to Bainbridge and grab the fixie, then meet the guys in Sequim. Works fine, we re-hook, ride the last 18 into Port Angeles where me, Bernie and RG now sit warming our chilled bones waiting for EJ to navigate the last leg so we can go grab some bean burritos and barley pop.
Day One, Bernie's Big Adventure. Thrills and Spills. 74 miles. Seven hours. I have already gone thru two bikes and am down to a single gear. It is time for a beer.
The gate was open.
Day One Pix: Tres amigos ready to saddle up. At the Hood Canal Bridge. My derailleur as junk.
4 comments:
Good ride! that flip Bernie did into the ditch was amazing especially for an old geezer like Bernie.
Ouch.
I wonder if a new hanger can salvage the frame?
Weather should be better today and tomorrow.
Ouch, indeed. BB is currently icing his knee, I am icing the ESB and ej is inching his way to the Forks Motel. GREAT ride today. Out to shoot some twilight RCV from Forks. How was class?
Rocked some rolling terrain with short and steep accelerations to crest for a low resistance high cadence downhill and repeat. That was just to link the drill zones with a warmup 20 second seated sprint series, and a 10 second progression starting at 20 to 60 seated sprints.
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