Originally Posted by
DrIsotope
I leave the driveway for every ride as if I were leaving for a mini-tour. Never know how far I'm gonna go, never know what I might need. Full saddlebag weighs about a pound, and I don't care. A pound of prevention might as well be gold compared to having to find someone to pick me up on the side of the road 40 miles from home because a fastener came loose.
I wonder what it's like to ride so infrequently over such short distances as to never have to carry anything on the bike. Alas, I will never know.
I wonder how I used to ride all over without tools when I was a kid and never have any problems. I remember my grandfather cleaning and lubricating my chain once and replying "because it needs it" when I asked him why he was doing that. Ignorance was bliss back then.