I haven’t been on the bike for ten long days. I’ve been sick and nursing my injury; so getting better has been my priority. In the interim I have been aggressively fundraising for Soldier On and acquiring new parts for N+1 (which is a few weeks away at best).
Today didn’t start off too well; cycling-wise. While driving to work I heard a rattle on my windscreen which I assumed to be the missing plastic tyre lever I most likely placed on my bonnet while fitting my tubeless tyres the night before. Oh how I was wrong. When I turned on my wipers I saw a black object fly across my windscreen and onto the car next to me on Northbourne Ave.
It did not dawn on me until I was at Sparrow Hill this afternoon that the black object was in fact the 15mm thru-axle that secures my front wheel to my forks; Rookie_Error indeed! Three bike shops later and quite a few phone calls I tracked one down at Bike Culture at O’Conner.
Two hours after I left work, I finally arrived back at Sparrow Hill for my first ride in ten days. I intended to ride a couple of laps of the course for this Sunday’s CORC XC Race; but after one lap I headed across the highway into Kowen Forest. I was not disappointed. The free-flowing trails spoke to me as daylight quickly faded and night-time set in. I switched on my lights and had the entire forest to myself for a brief moment in time. Just me, my bike and the trails. All of my troubles disappeared into the pine trees.
Today I was reminded why I started riding mountain bikes… Because it’s fun to ride.