Well, maybe more like a week in review, I didnt have the capacity to write and do all the other stuff that was happening, so I slacked until I had a few free moments to catch up.
Wednesday we had the Rocky Mountain demo fleet at Catamount, while races typically aren’t a good venue for demo, it is a good way to get some visibility, and let’s face it, trailers with logos always gather a crowd. It was also our night to host, so there were a lot of “last minute adjustments” to racer’s bikes. Sometimes I think the only time some of these folks actually ride their bikes is at Wednesday Night Worlds. Heinous bike maintenance atrocities were noted. I should bring the entire repair shop down, as it could be a serious profit center. As soon as we have 3G coverage out here, I’m downloading that credit card processing app…..
Thursday, we moved the demo to the Perry Hill trailhead, On a typical Thursday, there may be as many as 60 cars lined up and down the street. Due to the weather however, this was not the case. The doppler radar showed a giant blob of green, punctuated with lots of yellow and occasional splotch of red. While it never actually rained, the skies were ominous. Apparently, Burlington got pounded. It was no wonder that only a handful of cars were there, but we did manage to get some bikes under some folks.
While at the shop I completed a rad new Jabberwocky for one of our customers. This build was a painstaking process, but I feel the results were very worth the while. I hope he rode the crap out of it this weeekend.
Then there was all the regular shop shenanigans. This picture pretty much sums it up.
Aaron is working on a crappy old set of Shimano cantilever brakes, and I am working on a new Avid Elixir R brake that had bad seals in the lever. Sort of spans the ages as far as braking components go doesn’t it? I was really impressed with the design of the Elixir. Even “Mr Magura” Bilsing had to agree.
Then there was the myPhone crash of 6/13. I had to back everything up and restore the settings, which is nothing more than a huge 1.5 hr pain in the ass. Then I get this weird text message that doesn’t show up in the text history or anything “I am a rooster illusion”. So I googled it. Urban Dictionary defines it as “A situation where one realizes that they do not know themselves as well as they think, shattering their grip on reality.”
Sort of apropos really… I mean, just what am I going to do without my iPhone? Those that read this and know what a cool little tool it is will back me up on this. Fortunately, I tend not to panic in these sort of situations, I just do what needs to be done to rectify it. That doesn’t mean I don’t get pissed off about it though…
Sunday AM was spent out in the woods working on our club’s latest project, Burning Spear. Spear used to be one of the most technical and flowy trails up on the Hill, but soon became the trail network’s door knob.; Everyone knew about it after a while, and it was getting eroded very badly. And when I say everyone, I mean everyone, including folks that really have no business riding out there on sub-suitable equipment and the lack of experience to safely make it down the ever deteriorating trail.
Anyway, we were armoring some sections with rock, which basically means finding a nice schist outcropping and pounding the crap out of it with a sledge hammer, picking up the pieces, and pounding them into the trail tread. It’s hard work, but the results are fantastic. Fortunately, this area is pretty schisty, so we didn’t have to lug the smashed rock very far.
Now it’s time to relax and drink beer.