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A little memory..... "apparently nothing"....
So as I was cleaning up these pedals I remembered why I bought them....grease nipples...tee-hee..
now one thing I loved to do on this old boy was fording....I loved water! And I loved the fact that just about all the bearings on the bike were pretty well sealed,atleast good enough for a bit of a splash about then give em all a strip down and regrease....plus I'd squirted engine oil into the frame...
Anyway.....there's a little magic place right down the end of Cornwall....a little beach called Carleon cove in poltesco. I love it there you can feel the history...think some remains date back to late 1600s of the fishing industry and later the serpentine works. Well there's a river that runs down the valley out into the cove and during summer it's not particularly deep or fast flowing but it's a proper tricky ride upstream
very rocky.... they're all very smooth and rounded.... Me being me what the hell let's see how far upstream I can make it !
At that time I had one of these ...great companion for mucking about on a bike.. remember em?
Yup! I was that confident in my abilities I was going upstream listening to my choons on tape
Progress was good but very slow ....lots of track standing whilst staring at the bed below to plot the next 3 foot of progress....bunny hops here and there flicking the rear around ....you get the drift....bit like rock garden riding on a rigid just wet!
Well there's this big rock so big it's out the water by 3 foot all smooth and angled like a ramp and I think if I can bunny hop onto that and get upto the top that's about 10 mins progress in one hit
Well I made It onto it....and I made it upto the top
But that's when it went a little wrong.....
So I figured from up on my rock perch all I had to do was bunny hop back in simple !
Lined up for where I wanted to land and gave it the big hup! ...Walkman strap caught I think the seat ...the launch didn't go to plan...the bike took a different trajectory to me...
I landed hard on one shin on a rock....I felt pain that kinda pain that makes you go oooh and start shivering
So I'm sitting there on my backside upto my waist in water feeling a little woozy and rather stoopid...watching my blood run down stream....when I realised I could still hear my choons...
Somehow my Walkman had landed on the bank......and.......
this was playing....
Nothing bust thank god but my shin had been bludgeoned to a bloody double flappy pulp.....
I'd say it's faded quite nicely that one after thirty years...I'd say it kinda looks like a hicky!?
Right best get back to these pedals...
So as I was cleaning up these pedals I remembered why I bought them....grease nipples...tee-hee..
now one thing I loved to do on this old boy was fording....I loved water! And I loved the fact that just about all the bearings on the bike were pretty well sealed,atleast good enough for a bit of a splash about then give em all a strip down and regrease....plus I'd squirted engine oil into the frame...Anyway.....there's a little magic place right down the end of Cornwall....a little beach called Carleon cove in poltesco. I love it there you can feel the history...think some remains date back to late 1600s of the fishing industry and later the serpentine works. Well there's a river that runs down the valley out into the cove and during summer it's not particularly deep or fast flowing but it's a proper tricky ride upstream
very rocky.... they're all very smooth and rounded.... Me being me what the hell let's see how far upstream I can make it !At that time I had one of these ...great companion for mucking about on a bike.. remember em?
Yup! I was that confident in my abilities I was going upstream listening to my choons on tape
Progress was good but very slow ....lots of track standing whilst staring at the bed below to plot the next 3 foot of progress....bunny hops here and there flicking the rear around ....you get the drift....bit like rock garden riding on a rigid just wet!
Well there's this big rock so big it's out the water by 3 foot all smooth and angled like a ramp and I think if I can bunny hop onto that and get upto the top that's about 10 mins progress in one hit
Well I made It onto it....and I made it upto the top
But that's when it went a little wrong.....
So I figured from up on my rock perch all I had to do was bunny hop back in
simple !Lined up for where I wanted to land and gave it the big hup! ...Walkman strap caught I think the seat ...the launch didn't go to plan...the bike took a different trajectory to me...
I landed hard on one shin on a rock....I felt pain that kinda pain that makes you go oooh and start shivering
So I'm sitting there on my backside upto my waist in water feeling a little woozy and rather stoopid...watching my blood run down stream....when I realised I could still hear my choons...
Somehow my Walkman had landed on the bank......and.......
this was playing....
Nothing bust thank god but my shin had been bludgeoned to a bloody double flappy pulp.....
I'd say it's faded quite nicely that one after thirty years...I'd say it kinda looks like a hicky!?
Right best get back to these pedals...
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