I found the missing key
I'm gonna try that cut and hide thing one more time. It probably won't work, but I will try. If not, I will have to travel to Atlanta so KrispyXF
can show me, in person, how to do it.
One benefit of flatting your back tire while out on a long wheelhopper hash is that you have to dig through your seatpack and search for tubes and tools. Well, it turns out that I didn't have a mountain bike tube in my pack, only one that fits my road bike (smacks forehead), but I did find the key to the VW station wagon that's been missing since last April. And here I was about to go out and have a new key made. Silver linings to clouds and all that stuff. As it was, I had to push my bike about 3/4s of a mile through south suburban Atlanta until some of the other hashers, including Mr. Corvi, rode up with tubes aplenty. It was like a Nascar pit stop: they jumped off, opened pouches, had my back tire off my bike, a new tube installed, and inflated in about three minutes. And I was back on my bike following flour and searching for the beer at the end. One gripe: because of the flat I missed some pretty fun and technical stuff along the eagle trail. But hey, I saved money by finding the key and I was outside on a gorgeous day. The first day of no rain in quite some time. Today is lovely, too, but I'm inside at work.
Obviously not working too hard.
can show me, in person, how to do it.
One benefit of flatting your back tire while out on a long wheelhopper hash is that you have to dig through your seatpack and search for tubes and tools. Well, it turns out that I didn't have a mountain bike tube in my pack, only one that fits my road bike (smacks forehead), but I did find the key to the VW station wagon that's been missing since last April. And here I was about to go out and have a new key made. Silver linings to clouds and all that stuff. As it was, I had to push my bike about 3/4s of a mile through south suburban Atlanta until some of the other hashers, including Mr. Corvi, rode up with tubes aplenty. It was like a Nascar pit stop: they jumped off, opened pouches, had my back tire off my bike, a new tube installed, and inflated in about three minutes. And I was back on my bike following flour and searching for the beer at the end. One gripe: because of the flat I missed some pretty fun and technical stuff along the eagle trail. But hey, I saved money by finding the key and I was outside on a gorgeous day. The first day of no rain in quite some time. Today is lovely, too, but I'm inside at work.
Obviously not working too hard.