Where is my helmet cam (part II)
Today, instead of a king snake, it was a 5 foot long rattlesnake slithering across the road that I saw. Thank heavens it was on an uphill and I had plenty of time to see it.
On other mountain biking notes, it was a long week of mountain biking. I wrecked about 6 times. My stupid chain kept popping off my big cog into the spokes. Grrrr. I had taken my bike in to have these issues fixed a week ago. I don’t think they did anything other than clean it off, which I can do myself.
So I learned how to become a bike mechanic and adjust my own rear derailleur. And now it is working like a charm. Once again, if you want something done right, sometimes you just have to do it yourself.
Meanwhile, the bruise that goes from the bottom of my ribs all the way around to the side from where my handlebar tried to impale me on one of the wrecks will take a little more time to heal.