5.08.2007

Bad Omens for Team Chicken Wing


Wow! I've had some amazing experiences so far but a lot set backs and close calls too. Canada was amazingly beautiful and our campsite on lake Joffree was stunning. The Zipline tour through the forest on Blackcombe mountain was my wettest fantasy come true. Max, you really went above my expectations with that send off. Thank you. This picture was taken at the Anacortes Ferry dock prior to our parting. Sentimental saps. It was also about an hour after Max shook the entire bike rack, with my bike attached, off of his bus while turning a wild corner. Bad start for a bike ride across the country when the bike gets fucked before it begins. Seemed simple enough. One busted spoke and an out of true wheel. I wobbled my bike onto the ferry to meet Steffi and Daniel with an appointment at the local bike shop a day later. Turns out that the rim was slightly bent as was the FORK! FRICK! The bike techs advice was a new fork (which he didn't have in stock). We settled on sticking it in a vice and seeing what was possible. Luckily it came out rideable if just slightly unstable. I barely caught the the 9:30 Ferry to Sydney, B.C. which turned out to be the last one for a week. Whew! On my way down to Victoria the head winds were strong, blowing trees wildly and my bike backwards. as I was turning the corner of a major intersection, and noticing how little fun I was having, the wind really caught hold of my rear rack and blew it off. Literally. The hub supports stayed as the top tube attachment slipped off and I was dragging my load on the ground behind me. Really life? Is this how you're gonna do me? I pulled over to sidewalk, dealt with it and now I'm in Victoria, a few blocks from the ferry to Port Angeles, Wa. wondering what's next.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, bike drama. show that bike who's boss and have more rad adventures. its cool that you are blogging your journeys.

Anonymous said...

Keep your head up Ray... If not for yourself, then for the naked guy at the hotel.
By the way: I dropped Pete and Kendra off at their place on the westside and my f-ing bus wouldn't accelerate!! I had to get passed by joggers on my way home! I've got some work to do, obviously.

Maybe some of us can pitch in for a new fork - let us know the information and we can probably get it out to you somewhere on your trip.

Anonymous said...

Wow! Rough start. There's a saying, goes, "You gotta learn how to fall before you learn how to fly"

Anonymous said...

Hey Man,
There's a reason for that old saw "It's a tough life in the West". Once you leave Pugetopolis you get to commune with Mother Nature, who is, as you now by now, A Bitch.
Glad you made the ferry. What's the deal with the wingdings in the next post?

Anonymous said...

That is one sweet hair cut!