We started in a fog this morning, which stayed with us for a couple of hours. It made for nice riding, cool and quiet. About 9, Kristi had a collapsed housing on her shifter cable. I walked to a farmhouse to borrow some wire cutters, in hopes of cutting back the housing to good section. We got it cut back and strung her a new shifter cable, since the frayed end of the old one would not rethread. That whole process lost us an hour. Then we had a bathroom crisis for Matt, plus a food stop that took way too long so we lost another hour. (Some details have been omitted as to why all that took another hour). Next we got lost trying to wind our way through the outlying cities, and stay on an elusive bike path that kept disappearing. The next delay was for a completely worn-to-the-metal brake pad on Kristi's bike. Because of the steep hills, we decided for safety’s sake to get her new pads so she could use both brakes. Scratch another half hour at a bike shop. The last straw was Kristi's front derailer broke completely and refused to shift. She was stuck in her small ring the last hour of riding.
So. It was a short mileage day. We got in late, which always creates stress (encroachment on sleep time), ate pizza in our room, washed our clothes in the sink, and took apart Kristi's hood to try and fix it. (A plastic piece that keeps the ratchet in place is busted inside the hood. Matt and I jury rigged it so at least she's permanently stuck in her middle ring, but some hills will be hard to climb until we can get a new hood.)
Good night. We hope Tuesday will be better. Richard
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