Additional to yesterday’s submit, I notice one or two of you may need gotten the impression I wasn’t happy to obtain a Shock Marinoni:
Nothing could possibly be farther from the reality. Nothing is extra thrilling than a brand new bike–even when it’s an outdated bike that wants lots of work–and this morning I instantly set about getting ready it for its maiden voyage (with me anyway):
Since this was only a “attending to know you” journey, and my time was restricted, and it was raining out, I did absolutely the naked minimal of prep to get it rideable, although I did in fact change the saddle. As you’ll be able to think about, the arrival of one other lugged metal highway bike with an Italian title (even when it was in-built America’s cardboard Burger King crown) made you-know-who extraordinarily uncomfortable, and I most likely shouldn’t retailer them collectively as a result of I wouldn’t be shocked if the Marinoni met with an “accident” within the very close to future:
By the way in which, after I wheeled out the Faggin for that picture, I found the rear tire was flat; heroically it carried me 70 miles simply the opposite day, and had the decency to attend till I acquired dwelling to deflate itself.
In the meantime, after giving the Marinoni its cursory tune-up, I used to be perhaps two or three miles into my wet journey when this occurred:
As I stood there listening to the loss of life rattle I knew precisely who accountable:
I’m not going to call names, however she’s pink, she’s Italian, and she or he must fucking recover from it already:
Right here’s the homicide weapon:
So I set about repairing the flat:
Which afforded me the chance to snap a fast crotch shot:
One thing, ovalized chainstays, one thing energy switch, one thing one thing.
After fixing the flat I thought of simply heading again dwelling, however I figured I’d gotten my dangerous luck out of the way in which and I ought to proceed somewhat than being a “woosie.” So what do you study using a motorbike within the rain for an hour and a half?
Effectively it definitely feels prefer it could possibly be an incredible bike, although I used to be distracted by the drivetrain:
Whereas I’d taken a bit time to regulate it, shifting was nonetheless hit and miss, and given the age and situation of the elements this could possibly be resulting from any variety of causes: worn chain, worn cables, worn cassette, or any mixture thereof. I additionally suppose the derailleur could also be a bit tweaked:
So clearly that entire scenario goes to require consideration.
Experiencing the bike within the gentle of day (comparatively talking given the climate) additionally gave me an opportunity to take a greater take a look at the situation of the end:
There are numerous scrapes, and likewise a ding within the prime tube:
However total it’s in higher situation aesthetically than you-know-who, which suggests the vendetta is simply going to accentuate:
I’m not even going to aim to parse its journey high quality, dealing with, blah blah blah, as a result of come on:
Nevertheless it’s completely a motorbike I need to proceed using, and I’m keen to deal with the drivetrain points so I can achieve this free from distraction:
As for what that may entail, I’ll have to examine my elements stock and make element compatibility spreadsheets and maintain a bunch of conferences with the board of administrators, however within the meantime after an hour and a half within the rain (to not point out getting stabbed within the rear tire) the ‘Noner has formally been baptized:
Spring is certainly the season of rebirth.
