Vibration
Ended up riding around Pisgah last night. Not with the original folk, but good folk. A co-worker. A co-worker that doesn't mind waiting for me. That's always a plus right? Rode up a gravel road out of the fish hatchery. Up & up. Then down Chaney Bottom. Think we'll be doing the gravel road loop tonight. Up & Up, to down & down. Repeat.The monkey was repaired prior to the ride. A bit of a time crunch. Couldn't find an ISIS bb tool to extract the bb from my old single swizzle. Found an extra crank laying around. (Got to love square taper & standards.) Mounted up the ring, switched out pedals. Had to use one of them as a tap. Hoped the threads would hold through the ride. They did - No bother at all. Enjoyed the rigid, single speed again. The stutter bumps coming back down the gravel roads , was a bit shaky. Made my arms feel like they had been stuck on a vibrator of such. But no - it wasn't a vibrator, it was Kate - my monkey.Speaking of the galaxy. I'm helping take over the galaxy's (plural) via the monkey's blog. Someones got to do it. The monkey is trying first. Then I. I'll try to refrain from stealing others blogs. It was a one time offense. No really officer.Can you name the vehicle of the photo above?
