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Old 11-14-08, 05:26 PM
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share your disaster stories

so yeh

lets make this thread about some of the challenging situations we've found ourselves in

and how they ended up being not quite as bad as they seemed in that moment

.. and what we learnt !



~

it's sunday morning... and i'm riding along the Canarvon highway, out to Carnarvon Gorge in Central QLD (Australia)

the thought had just crossed my mind 'how peaceful is it out here today' not many trucks or cars, ect

and then BANG ! my tire blew up .... I didn't think i'd need a spare tyre because of how new they were

I end up hitching to the Carnarvon gorge turn-off, with my all my gear/bike.. and the guy who gave me a lift, happens to be mountain biker... with a spare 26" tyre... yeee hhaaaa

after a few days hiking in the Gorge (absolutely spectacular)

I return to find that I cannot find the quick release pin that attaches my BOB trailer to bike

what a nightmare... i look everywhere and cannot find it

one tiny little screw .... and without it I cannot go anywhere

hours pass and my mind falls into a state of dispair... I almost give up on everything, quite a low point

the sun sets... i sleep... without having eaten (to drained to even eat)

I have a dream that I am walking in the scrub besides the road.. and i find the key !!!

what a feeling... it wakes me up...

I rush out to look where the key was in the dream....

and then I wake up again !


... I feel fresher and eventually remember that it must be where my tyre blew up, back on the side of the road .. another 50km south or so

and yes indeed... i hitched back, and if it wasn't for the memory of breaking down next to "Dawsons River" I would have NEVER found that screw and would've been stranded in an outback qld town for atleast a few weeks



what did i learn ?

our set-up is only as reliable as the weakest link ... just one screw could create major setbacks... especially a hard to source one like a BOB quick relase (having said that, I still havnt got myself a spare ... its on the 'to-do' list)

~ also, when these challenging situations occur... as difficult as it may be in that moment, try and stay grounded and not get overwhelmed with negative thoughts.... just give it time and space, and remember to breath.

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Old 11-14-08, 05:28 PM
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Only in the absolute absence of all conceptualization
is to be found the perfect peace of Absolute Presence.

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Old 11-14-08, 05:36 PM
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And also, this topic has been done ...

https://www.bikeforums.net/showthread...light=disaster

https://www.bikeforums.net/showthread...ighlight=worst

https://www.bikeforums.net/showthread...ghlight=horror

https://www.bikeforums.net/showthread...ghlight=horror

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Old 11-14-08, 08:09 PM
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May 14th on a cross Canada trip, my rear rim fell apart near mile 500 of the Alaska Highway. My trip report here:
https://www.mvermeulen.com/canada/bc.html describes 129 miles cycling, 2.5 miles walking and 7 miles hitchhiking on a long day. Unfortunate thing was it took 6 days for a new wheel to be sent up the Alaska Highway. Fortunate thing was that it was right near some beautiful hot springs and a nice lodge in some beautiful country.

August 16th on a trip around Australia, I discovered my frame was cracked. My trip report here: https://www.mvermeulen.com/oneyear/Jo...1.htm#August16 is a little more fortunate that the duct tape held for another 280km to Geraldton and I was able to get a replacement bike after that.

However, a "worst day turns wonderful" story happened to someone else who was on a tour I was leading. This was back when I was in college and I organized a four day ride from Boston to Nantucket and then tip of Cape Cod to return. We had one rest day on Nantucket and it was a beautiful day, so we decided to do a ride around bit of the island. We were out riding admiring the scenery and I was taking up the rear. Another rider, I'll call her "E" was just ahead. I noticed a parked car along the road and expected E to have seen it as well to ride around it. Much to my surprise, E ran smack into the back of the parked car. E had only minor bruises but unfortunately the force of the impact was transferred from steel rims to buckle her frame. The occupants of the car who were nearby watching birds were kind enough to pack up E and the bicycle and take her into Nantucket town. The rest of us cycled there to meet her and consider the options.

The rest of the crew took off to cycle back to the hostel while E and I investigated. Perhaps one could go to the dump when it opened the next morning and look for a discarded frame to transfer components but otherwise it seemed like a bus ride back to Boston was in E's future. We locked up remains of E's disabled bike and then both walked the several miles back to the hostel.

As we got back to the hostel, our other friends met us again. They were smiling and grinning. They introduced us to a gentleman who said he was going to donate his bicycle to E. That seemed a bit strange and a little too generous, so we waited as we got out the rest of the story. This gentleman said he was from NYC and had bought this bicycle prior to the vacation and didn't have much plan to go back and be able to ride again. It truly was a gift from his heart as he heard of E's plight from our friends. We tried once or twice if we might give him something for his troubles, but he really did insist and at some point as college students we gracefully declined. We were very thankful for this stranger's very kind donation.

The next day we retrieved some of the remaining components from E's bicycle and continued on our journey to tip of Cape Cod. We were happy to have E with us, all due to kind generosity of a kind gentleman from New York.
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Old 11-14-08, 09:57 PM
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it all started months ago. I had gotten a good deal on a Surly Long Haul Trucker and always wanted to tour, but never thought I would be able to afford the bike and all the gear. After getting the bike I decided I was going to ride from Chicago to Muskegon, Michigan to surprise my parents. From there I was going to take a ferry across Lake Michigan to Milwaukee, and then ride back down to Chicago. I stared buying the things I decided I needed. I got a nice Jannd Expedition rear rack, a Tubus low rider front rack, and really great set of hand made panniers from Swift Industries. I thought about getting a new tent, but they're sooo super expensive, and the one I had I was kinda attached to. I gave it some TLC- I waterproofed the rain fly and sealed all the seems making it totally waterproof again. For weeks I planned and waited, and finally the day came.
It was Monday and time to go. I woke at 6:00 A.M. ( to tell the truth I barley slept because of the excitement). By 6:30 A.M. I was riding through the city, on my way out of town. Not even two miles into the trip and I had my first casualty. The magnet for the cadence on my computer fell off without me noticing...oh well. The morning was great! Riding along Lake Michigan with the sun rising over the lake, I was happy as could be. I was nervous about going through Hammond and Gary but it proved to be nothing to worry about. From there it was smooth sailing all the way to Michigan City. Once there, I was right at the lake again. The wind picked up and it started to rain. I was 60 miles in and knew I needed some more miles if I was going to make it to my parents in two days, so I put on my rain gear and headed south. Another 30 miles in the pouring rain. I needed to be done. Semi's were blowing by me, covering me with spray on top of the pouring rain. It was pretty crappy. I found a state park, pulled in, and started to set up my tent. I got it up pretty fast, but it got a little wet inside. No big deal- I got inside and to my horror it started to leak on me. I put my rain jacket over the leak and it kinda helped. The panniers were sweet and kept all my clothes dry, but because my tent was so wet, most everything got wet when I set it down. I took a long hot shower and ate a pb&j sandwich. I had planned on cooking veggie brats over the fire, but that wasn't going to happen in the monsoon that was going on outside. It was getting cold. Yeah, September... I thought I would be swimming in the lake, but instead I was shivering in my wet ass tent. I was a little worried
because it was going to get a lot colder and I didn't bring a sleeping pad. All my clothes were wet and my sleeping bag was damp. I got pretty bummed and just passed out. Got woke up an hour later by the ranger. He wasn't around when I got there, so I had to pay him $25.00 for my site! Give me a brake! I did ask him for some cardboard- an old hobo trick I learned from Derek. It makes a great sleeping pad and I really needed it. He said he'd see what he could do. I didn't expect much. I decided to not feel sorry for myself and went out in the rain to see if I could come up with a plan. I went into the bathroom and realized it was warm and dry. They had hand dryers, so I spent the next few hours trying to dry some of my clothes, and text people to keep my spirits up. Eventually I went back to my wet ass tent passed out. I woke up at six, packed up all my stuff, and got on the road.
It was cold- 48 degrees to be exact. 16 miles later I was in St. Jospeh trying to eat a bagel, but was feeling crappy and frozen. Called my dad and told him what I was doing and he said if I needed a ride him and my mom would come get me, but I had my pride and my friend Brandon telling me I could do it. 24 miles later, into a head wind with rain starting to fall, and all the extra weight from the rain soaked gear, I gave up. I called my mom and she came and got me. I realized I was still a long way from home and would've needed to camp another night, but all my **** was so soaked with no sun to dry it out. I was bummed to say the least. We drove my route home, and I still would have had 60 miles to go.
I'm now rested and armed with a brand new Mountain Hardware tent that's super duper water proof and really nice. I also picked up a few other things and I'm going to tackle part two of the trip Sunday. It's 90 miles from Milwakee to Chicago. I could do it in a day but that would take all the fun out of it! I'm going to do 40 miles Sunday and the rest Monday. I'll write part two when I get back. Wish me luck..seems I need it!

Some Things You Just Gotta Learn the Hard Way: My First Attempt at a Bicycle Tour, Part 2

All rested after 4 days of eating my parents food and watching tooo much tv, it was time for me to head out on the second leg of my journey. I was suppossed to ride to the ferry across Lake Michigan and land in Milwakuee, then ride half way home, camp, and the next day ride into Chicago. I got up early and set out for the ferry. It was raining again- still the leftovers of Hurricane Ike, but I was armed with a really sweet new mountain hardwear jacket (thanx mom and dad!). I gave myself a good amount of time to get to the ferry, but on the way there I didn't have one of my panniers on right and hit big ass bump. It fell off and got a little twisted in my wheel- nothing major, it just took a few minutes to fix.
When I got the the ferry dock I saw the boat and rolled up to see where to go if you bought you tickets online. I was told I was too late! It was 10:03 and because of Homeland Security, they close the boat 15 minutes before departure. Needless to say I was pissed. Three more minutes and the boat was still sitting at the dock. They even commented that the second bike just showed up, so they knew I was coming. They charged me $10.00 to change my ticket to the next day and that was that. I rode home bummed in the rain. My super sweet jacket leaked at one of the seals. It was just a bad day.
I began to think I suck at touring. My girlfriend called and gave me a really good pick me up. She said I just got screwed by the weather and thinks I was doing ok considering the circumstances. It made me feel better.
The next day my phone rang at 6:00 am- it was the damn ferry people. The lake was too rough to go that day so I was stuck again. This did give me time to return the leaky jacket which is still there because they're trying to get another one in my size.
Finally, three days after I was supposed to leave I made it to the boat on time and good to go. As much as I wanted to hate that ferry it was really nice. I ate fruit and yogurt and watched the new Indiana Jones movie on the tv's they have. It was a smooth ride and pretty cool. I honestly recommend it. When the ferry docked it was beautiful. I rode in just my jersey, soaking up the sun. I ate lunch overlooking Lake Michigan and talked with a few nuns who were out for a walk. The route was mostly bike trails- some paved and some lime stone. The map I used was pretty crappy. I got lost more than I wanted to. I rode 60 miles and got to my camp site a little after dark, which kinda sucked.
The old mad who gave me my camp site talked about when he and some friends went on a bike tour. He said they would ride 60 miles a day and after they set up camp they would square dance for an hour. To his credit, they were biking to a square dancing event. I set up camp. I even started a small fire and cooked some veggie sausages...they were AWESOME! I took a hot shower, made some phone calls, and went to sleep.
I woke a few hours later because I heard someone moving one of my panniers. It was under my rainfly, just outside my tent. I unzip my tent to see a raccoon take off with a Ziploc bag that had a few Clif bars, some gel shot, electrolite tabs, recovery drink, motrin, and some muscle relaxers my mom gave me. I could here him running all over in the woods because of the the sound of the morin bottle. He taunted me for about a half hour. He tried to steal my whole pannier, but the rain fly stopped it. He unzipped the pocket on the top of my bag barely enough to get that bag out. He came back a few more times. I scared him off, and I even through my u-lock at him (hey it was 4:30 am and I was tired!).
I woke up the next day to sunshine and warm temps. I packed up and headed out. My legs hurt, but in good way. I rode for awhile and found a sandy beach to eat lunch on and basically discarded my map and just headed south. There were some big ass houses north of Chicago- I'm talking huge, stone, fancy ass ones. I got lost a few times in the small cities, but overall it was ok.
I had a little bout of culture shock when I got into Chicago. All the cars didn't give me the room I was used to. Usually cars moved over a whole lane for me and I almost forgot about how bad people in the city drive. It was only a 50 mile day and I made it home in the afternoon.
I rode a total trip distance of 270 miles. I thought it would be more, but over all I'm happy with my trip. I'm in love with my bike. It was awesome on the trip. And I love my panniers too. I'm going to get a set of front ones so I can balance the weight out more. Now I'm thinking about my next trip. Not sure where I'm going, but I'm hoping it won't be in the rain!

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Well, I don't know about the "turned wonderful" part yet - but my husband and son were hit by a car today. John's limping pretty badly, but Daryl appears to be fine. We have no idea how badly the bike was damaged - the paramedics put it in the ambulance and delivered it back to the bike store they had just left! We'll find out tomorrow how that fared.

So - I can hope we get a "disaster turned wonderful" story out of this one!
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wow, so sorry to hear of this... must have been pretty traumatic ~ hope it doesn't stop you from exploring the world on your bike ~

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So - I can hope we get a "disaster turned wonderful" story out of this one!
it's all perpsective

how about "Your ALIVE!"
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Originally Posted by pauldaley View Post
it's all perpsective

how about "Your ALIVE!"
You're absolutely right. We are more grateful than you can imagine that it wasn't worse.
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Old 11-16-08, 02:24 PM
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one time, i was touring in spain, and i got a flat. i ditched the bike and hitched the rest of the way. true story.
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