That's how The Twelve feels.
You guys kept asking when I was gonna break out the road bike again. Well, here it is.
I spent a LOT of time on the rear wheel, a lot of time trying to tweak the rear brakes to work properly, and it's KIND OF usable. The Twelve is anything but "alive", however. The rear brake still needs some more work and the proper solution to my woes is still a new rear wheel.
Along with Hybridzilla, I lost a lot of stuff that I've come to rely on. Getting The Twelve back into commuter duty was an interesting game of digging through some old stuff that I'd upgraded, scavenging stuff off of the carcass of The Goat, and simply learning to deal without some stuff.
- DiNotte 200L
- Trek Incite 11i computer
- Headland CMT wedge pack (and all its contents)
- Blackburn Crossrack
- Trek DiscoTech tail light
I had a Trek Incite 6i on The Goat. That came off and went into the 11i's mounting bracket just fine. I'm missing all the extra features of the 11i, but hey... I still have a bike computer, I guess.
I also stole the small wedge pack off of The Goat. The theif made off with my CO2 inflater, pedro's levers, multi-tool and glueless patches. I picked up a new inflater and patches today. I have plenty of tire levers kicking around.
The lack of a tail light is freaking me out. I have a small blinky on my helmet but eeh. You know. The lack of a rack is going to be a serious cramp to my (pannier-loaded) style. I really don't like the backpack. The Park MTB-3 got me out of so many binds that I think it's going to feel a little odd knowing I don't have it. The headland CMT held a TON of stuff.
Taking inventory of the stuff I need to get back into the game full force in my perceived order of most pertenent to least:
- Tail light (got my eye on the PB Superflash)
- Rear Wheel (Shimano Acera, something cheapish?)
- Rack -- Okay, scratch that -- John in Calgary hooked me up
- Multi-Tool. The MTB3 rocked.
- Eventually, another DiNotte, before the mornings get too much darker and the nights start coming on too much sooner.
I'm going to ride to the bus tomorrow morning, I may ride all the way home. I haven't really gotten to shake The Twelve down yet, so I don't want to be stuck on the side of the road tomorrow with a wheel that's buckled into a pile of spoke-spaghetti, 7 miles from home, 7 miles from work, and 4 miles from the nearest bus stop.
I'm hoping I can get Hybridzilla back, but this will have to work for the time being.