July 20—Day six of riding (98 mile
ride) 42.7 miles
Up early to cook breakfast for the
crew. We need to leave early to cover our 98 miles before it gets
dark. Breakfast was great! Everyone got enough to eat and they
enjoyed the potatoes.
I volunteered to one of the sweeps
today. Tom T is the other sweep. The sweeps responsibility is to
ride at the back of the group to make sure no one falls behind and
also to be available to assist riders who need help. Part of the
reason I volunteered was to ensure a slower pace for myself after
only riding 20 miles yesterday. The good news my friction issue is
much better. I applied some diaper rash paste and took additional
precautions.
Tom and I stayed around the church a
little longer to give everyone a chance to get out ahead of us. The
ride began in a heavy midst, which turned into rain. The fist 25
miles were in the rain and it was cold. There was a good headwind as
well. Not fun. Tom and I rode very slow. We came across the fist
members of our group at a little over mile 14. One rider Jim had a
flat. His second one of the day. There were two other riders helping
him. They headed out when we arrived and we stayed to help him get
rolling again.
Back on the road. Stopping even for a
few minutes caused one to get cold. Tom and I reached the first rest
stop at mile 25. My front derailleur is not functioning at 100% due
to the rain and road scum. I cleaned my derailleur off and that
seemed to help a bit, but not completely. The first rest stop had a
special treat, a little bakery that made fresh baked muffins, scones,
and cookies. It also had hot chocolate, tea, and coffee. I purchased
a Marionberry muffin and a hot chocolate. Tom and I stayed inside
the bakery to warm up while we ate our muffins and drank our hot
chocolates.
Quick trip to the restroom to check on
things. Looking good. Time to hit the road for the next 20 miles.
The rain has stopped, which is a blessing. Now, if it warm up. Lots
of beautiful coastline riding with majestic views of the rocky coast
and the lush green hillsides. At mile 36 or so, there was a long
climb right along the coast. I ran the handlebar camera all the way
up and all the way down. There were sweeping vistas of the Oregon
coast on the descent.
I controlled my speed for two reasons:
no shoulder to speak of and my brakes were still wet from the first
25 miles. The long descent led to a flat straight and then a
shortish climb. Going up the hill Tom was in front of me. I was
pedaling when I heard a loud snapping noise and then my pedals
stopped. I looked down to see my chain off the front chainring. I
thought I had simply thrown my chain. I quickly unclipped my feet
before falling over and then I looked back to see if there was a
problem at the rear of my bike. When I looked back I did not see my
rear derailleur, which is never good. I looked straight down and to
my horror I saw my derailleur lodged in my rear wheel. Neither Tom
nor I had cell coverage, so when flagged down a motorist. It turned
out the motorist we flagged down had been at the bakery earlier in
the morning and had spoken with Sher, one of the riders.
The motorist took off to let the van
driver know my bike was inoperable and that I would need a ride.
While Tom and I were waiting for the van, we took the derailleur out
of my rear wheel. It took us 4 or 5 minutes to get the derailleur
untangled. The derailleur was completely destroyed, a couple of
spokes were bent and my chain was bent. I took some pictures of my
trashed derailleur and rear wheel. I took the photos with the
warranty in mind, assuming Giant would want photo proof of the major
bike failure. The van arrived. I loaded my bike into the trailer and
we had to the rest stop, which was about 2 ½ miles away. Each
person that came into the rest stop had to look at my bike, hear the
story about what happened and a few took photos.
On the way to the next rest stop, I
called Scott at River City Cycles where I purchased the bike. I told
him what had happened and asked him about the warranty. He said the
manufacture warranty does not cover mechanical failure, although this
failure appeared more structural than mechanical. Next, I turned my
attention to a local bike shop that sells Giant bikes. I found one
in Newport, the town were are staying in for the night.
I called Moe's bike shop. I spoke to
Moe's son. He was not sure if his dad had the parts to repair my
bike. Arrived at Moe's bike shop at 5 PM. Moe took one look at my
bike the part that broke, the derailleur hanger, and informed me that
he did not have the part. He said there are 150 derailleur hangers.
He called his Giant in-house distributor. Giant would not be able to
get the necessary parts to him until Monday, which did not work for
me. Moe gave me the phone number to a couple of bike shops in
northern California where I'll be on Tuesday and Wednesday.
I called a bike shop in Eureka. The
employee I spoke with is going to check to see if he can get all the
parts necessary to repair my bike.
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