Okay, not that simple.
Back when I mentioned that I had a decision to make, I think most of you knew
where this was heading. I did, and
that’s why I made some preparations in advance.
A package showed up da udda day from Canada .
Yeah, it says Misfit Psycles on it, but I wasn’t sure what to
expect.
Was it some smuggled Tim Hortons coffee?
A handwritten invitation to join Cap’t Dicks SourToe Cocktail Club?
Whatever it is, it looks like Customs tried to sneak a peek.
Actually, it was a couple of odds and ends I needed to
convert my geared bike to a single speed.
Yeah, I said it. Y’all knew it
was coming, and obviously I did too. That’s
why I had Peter send me some genuine Canadian single speed conversion
parts.
Space age aluminum spacers and a couple of half-links so I
can find the “magic gear” instead of using a tensioner. I’m ready to get this party started, but I’m
not sure when it will take place. I’m
actually considering one more geared cross country race as a proper send off, but
of course I’ll get into that another time.
But, the plan is to get those damn gears off very soon. I’ll let you know.
Also in the package, I received a sticker that reminded me
of the fate of that once glorious cycling company to our north.
Indeed.
And since I like stickers so much, I took the liberty to
“alter” my bikes to help me get through the tough times.
Before:
After:
Oh, I will.
So yeah, the circle is now complete. It is my destiny to go full on to the dark
side.
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