We have a professional birder, Kathy, on staff identifying birds. the big one on the last blog was a Turkey Vulture, so good thing I didn't lay down on the side of the road as I have been called a Turkey before....my life could have been in immanent peril.......
New day and Lots to
tell
You will have to piece the pics with the blog, don’t have
time to do that today….
As we left Lompoc it was overcast, but the first hill of the
day got rid of any thought of being cold.
Then we got to go up Harris Grade!!!!!! So much excitement By tne time
we had gotten to the top we had done 5 miles in an hour and a half. What a way to start off a 50 mile day. But it wasn’t really too bad, lots of
switchbacks, so the grade was broken up, not like the long continuous haul
before Lompoc. No shoulders, but road
was slow so cars worked with us. Great
Vistas too.
Then came the decent…. First time I’ve been able to go above
the posted speed limit (15-20 mph).
As my sister Peg would say it was
a WheeeHeeee ride down with all the switchbacks and stuff.
When we got to the bottom of the hill, my bike was making
noises, so when I looked at it one back rack bolt was missing from just below
the seat, and the other was very loose.
A little backtracking….. there are some people that do these rides as
minimalists. They take bare essentials,
and use credit card for dining and lodging…. Then there are others like me who
take two kitchen sinks and a commode.
Fortunately, I had extra bolts for the rack so I replaced that and
tightened up the other. Of course what
would be really nice would be a little LokTite…… oh yea, I had some of that and
used it (non-minimalist)….but you have to read on later to see what else I am
packing,
Then it was off across the flats
to Guadalupe. Alls I can say is
HEADWINDS…….. We were going as slow as 7 mph on the flats ( we should be able
to cruise at 12 to 14). In Guadalupe, we
stopped at the Falafel King for lunch.
Real nice lady from Lebonon took our order and Great Food!!! Of course some of that might be after a
steady diet of Cliff bars, anything tastes good. But we got one falafel and one avocado pita
sandwhich which we split, with an order
of fries and NO WIND!
I have a picture of Barb with her
wind Dooo.
So we were about 10 miles from our
Pismo Beach camp ground, when my bike didn’t feel right. I started watching my wheel for the dreaded wobble
and shore nuff, it was there….broken spoke on rear wheel. And it was inside of the gear hub. Middle of nowhere, but had an asphalt
driveway we could pull off into. Of course
I had extra spokes, and you have to remove the gear hub….and of course I had
the tools to remove the gears. So spoke
replaced now to true the wheel. I have
always had luck using a small screw drive taped to the frame to adjust the
true. You just assume the rest of the
wheel is right and pull the wheel back inline with the rest of the wheel. But I had two wobbles in the wheel….Uh Oh,
another broken spoke this one on the other side of the wheel…….this gets
better.
So to get the other spoke on, I had
to remove the disc brake rotor. Oops, it
is torx, oh I just happen to have that size on my handy dandy alien all in one
wrench. So 1,2,3,4,5,6,…..came off easy,
the last two wouldn’t. about that time
one of the owners on the driveway came home asked what we were doing when we
told him he just said Bummer and went on his way. So this time it was now or never, so I applied
more torque to the wrench and….it twisted the end of the bit. Oh Oh,,,, so it is no longer now, it is only
never and on more attempt, It Came Off!!!!! Only one to go. But alas and forlorn, it was not to be, I finished off the wrench and
while I was at it, I ruined the top of the bolt. So it was back to Mr. bummer ,who it turned
out had the name of Brian. We tried his
torx set, no luck bolt messed up too much, then we tried vice-grips, no
luck. PB Blaster, no luck. The he said he could braise the wrench to the
bolt as he had a TIG welder. At this
point I am thinking what the ‘ell, he had
said that the nearest accomodations was our campsite 10 miles
ahead. We packed the rotor and rubber
seal with wet rags and off he braised. It worked!!!!! I think the heat helped a
lot.
So spoke back on rotor back on (I had
an extra bolt), and of course LokTite applied.
So now truing a wheel that is off in both directions…..how my going to
do this. My back was cramping from
bending over and I wasn’t sure I had the patience to play with the wheel, and
Then we met Howard…..
Howard pulls off the side of the
road and says something about being from the same tribe.???? Me being hard of hearing and the word tribe
being out of context, not to mention being pre-occupied with wheel wobble…. As I
came into mental l focus I translated,
he was a biker too!!!! In fact he had
just helped support the Wildflower Classic Century the day before. He asked
if it was a flat and I explained that it was spokes and I potentially had a
truing problem. He then went on to say
he lived a mile and a half up the road and he had a wheel truing stand and we
could spend the night if we wanted to. It
was 5:30 and we still had a bike to finish repairing. So I deeply pondered his offer for the better
half of a millisecond and said Shore!!!!!!!
So we owe much to both Brian and Howard.
Howard got the wheel trued (actually a tool I don’t have….hafta look
into that). And we had a nice evening
with Howard, ordered out pizza and talked biking among other things…
So off the next day, bought more
spokes and two torx wrenches in San Louis Obisbo.
Here is a picture of Barb in her
own personal dressing room (boy this California has everything….so accommodating).
Did I mention headwinds…..just
like the books said, north to south, you are going the wrong way, oh well. We made
it to San Simeon state park and well we slept…. Last pic of low clouds/fog...why did we leave seattle????
Next morning had a real breakfast
and worked on the blog. Need to get
going have 40 miles to go with some headwinds (did I mention those) and monster
hills.
Adios
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