That the crazy notion of riding D2D solo this year isn’t meant to be. Not only am I struggling with motivation to train properly, I’m also having lots of niggly issues with the bike and general bad luck all round. Maybe I should bin this one and have another beer?
So, I managed to get the Hope XC rear hub reassembled after buying the correct tool from CRC (in hindsight this was SO the right thing to do and would have saved several hours or cursing and a couple of skinned nuckles!) Then when I got it back onthe bike found that the back brake was binding; this I sorted out by stripping out the rear caliper and having a good old clean, reassembling and bleeding thoroughly – quite satisfying in its own way, apart from the subsequent discovery that the rear disc rotor is slightly warped and is part of the rubbing problem, causing a low speed squeal – not nice.
So, I bought a replacement rotor from Superstar components, cheap and cheerful. I bought a 160mm in the belief that that was what I was running – note, check before ordering – cue Family Fortunes *honk*, nope: mine are 145’s. Bugger. Small rotors are not so easy to come by these days, i’m old school now it seems, so I still have an annoying dragging back brake. At least it gave me an excuse to clean the gunk out of the rear lever and make that nice and shiny and non-stick again!
Oh yeah, Lights. I’d been offered the potential loan of an USE Exopsure Maxx Daddy but that fell through – no matter, plan B was to run the Dinotte light on my helmet and run my Solidlights 1203D (recently ungraded to XB2) from the Nexus dynohub wheel that’s hanging in the garage. May not be loads of light but it would certainly last all night without any hassle. Tested the XB2/Nexus setup at the weekend; that’s right, it doesn’t work! That leaves me with my Dinotte, one battery and about 5 hours runtime on medium. Not enough and no backup. Grr.
I rode the superlight to work on Friday and the wider Q-Factor really stood out. I need to get some miles on it this week if I’m going to be half way ready for a 12 hour stint. This morning I took the Planet X to work, probably not the wisest choice in retrospect but I needed to cover the ground quicker than fat tyres would allow. I’m my own worst enemy most of the time.
What I need is a cunning plan…