There’s something about bicycling thats magical and adventuresome, be it a day trip or a cross country tour. It seems to bring out curiosity, friendliness and kindness in people...well ok not always...Tell us one of your bicycle stories, a few sentences or a few paragraphs, a small adventure, perhaps some mishap, maybe an unexpected turn of events. Here’s one of mine.
We were well along on our cross country tour and were crossing through the bitterroots. We had learned how to adjust brakes and derailleurs, change tires and chains. We even learned how to pop spokes by carrying too much junk. So by this time we were very “experienced” touring cyclists and quite confident that we had the all mechanics well under control. Well one day we broke camp and headed out west as always and soon found ourselves coming down out of the hills on a very long and fast descent. After a few miles of some speedy and very fun downhill riding we pulled up to a general store. My partner lifted his bike so as to raise the front wheel onto a sidewalk and we both watched in amazement as the front wheel simply fell off! It just fell right out of the fork as he lifted the bike. The quick release was loose and, well, definitely quick. Had he hit a big bump or anything like that going down that hill it could have been bad news! That’s how we learned about checking our bikes for safety, at least once in a while.