So, today was a good day for a ride. Miles, miles, miles. All we need are miles. The temp and humidity are both still bearable (and that will soon change here in FL), so it's time to get the miles in. I wanted to ride about 30 miles, with no real destination in mind, just turn the pedals.
I started with a ride to the mailbox, to get yesterday's mail, planning to just take it with me. But then I realized both my sunglasses and helmet were at the house, so I rode back to get them. When I got off the bike, I heard a strange sound, like a metal spring. I thought I had just caught the kickstand with my shoe, and dismissed the noise. So, I set out again, taking a nice quiet ride thru the country on a terrible road (I will skip that one next time). When I finally got back to some decent pavement, I thought the bike felt terrible, looked down and realized the back wheel was way out of true. I could have stopped to true it, but figured I'd just ride it out.
When I got to the main road in the next town, I saw a single rider followed by a couple on a tandem, and since I love a challenge, I had to catch up. They were stopping for a rest a little before my turn off, so I stopped to chat-the couple is on a tour of Florida and the guy was riding with them back to his house where they were staying overnight. We had a nice chat, and one of them mentioned the wobble I had-asking if I had a broken spoke-of course I don't I said, or do I? So 30 seconds later, we find the broken spoke on the drive side (of course) of the rear wheel.
So, the wheels from the spare bike will get shuffled to the prime bike, the wheels from the prime bike will go to the shop to get trued and tensioned, and I'll rotate thru all 6 wheels at the house to get everything trued up (yeah).
On the other hand-one of the local bike shops is having a spring cleaning sale with huge mark downs on the really expensive bikes, maybe it's a sign.