Two weeks ago I got up as usual to ride to work. I was delighted that the
-15C weather had at long last abated. It was a beautiful morning, dry and very mild at 6C.
My thirteen hour shift finishes and I get ready to ride the 25 mile trip home. As I got out of the main town (Tullamore) and headed toward the countryside. The weather suddenly changed drastically. The temperature was -1C and it started to snow like I haven't seen before. Had I bothered to check the weather forecast I would have know that the snow was coming.
No problem, I have ridden in the snow plenty of times. The first fall is usually the easiest as the snow has not turned to slush.
I pulled over to tell my wife I would be late as the roads were bad.
The journey went from bad to worse, the snow was freezing as soon as it landed and within ten minutes there was about four inches on the ground.
I had to slow down to about 16kph as it was very slippery.
The cars behind me were getting really pi55ed off with my limited progress and started to tail gate me.
I pulled over to let them pass thinking that if I went down. There would be no way for the driver to stop without hitting me.
So I got underway again and conditions got even worse, a car coming toward me was going to fast and skidded off the road demolishing a fence. The driver was ok.
I could not ride on the main road anymore as it was pure ice. I decided that I would pull into the next house (with lights on) and ask to leave my bike overnight. The next house was about six miles away.
I lost the front doing 15kph and dropped my bike. This happened twice before I got to the house. My slider was well and truly bent. No damage to my bike though.
I got to this strangers house and like the decent country people they were they let me leave my bike no problem. I gave them the keys in case the alarm went off and said I would be back the next day.
I then started the remainder of my journey on foot in full bike gear. Lucky for me a family from my nearest town were coming back from Dublin, and stopped to give me a ride. So I only had to walk 2 miles from town to home.
The next day I went to get my bike and gave the kind people a bottle of Jameson for their help.
The slider was knackerd I had to saw it in half to get to the bolt.
Fortunately I was able to undo the nut with a ratchet
I was hoping that the multiple drops had not caused the frame to crack.
There appeared to only be slight damage to the engine bolt mounting surface
I got some new sliders from e-bay yesterday.
Moral of the story, check the weather forecast.
Thanks for reading,
Nelly:thumbup:
-15C weather had at long last abated. It was a beautiful morning, dry and very mild at 6C.
My thirteen hour shift finishes and I get ready to ride the 25 mile trip home. As I got out of the main town (Tullamore) and headed toward the countryside. The weather suddenly changed drastically. The temperature was -1C and it started to snow like I haven't seen before. Had I bothered to check the weather forecast I would have know that the snow was coming.
No problem, I have ridden in the snow plenty of times. The first fall is usually the easiest as the snow has not turned to slush.
I pulled over to tell my wife I would be late as the roads were bad.
The journey went from bad to worse, the snow was freezing as soon as it landed and within ten minutes there was about four inches on the ground.
I had to slow down to about 16kph as it was very slippery.
The cars behind me were getting really pi55ed off with my limited progress and started to tail gate me.
I pulled over to let them pass thinking that if I went down. There would be no way for the driver to stop without hitting me.
So I got underway again and conditions got even worse, a car coming toward me was going to fast and skidded off the road demolishing a fence. The driver was ok.
I could not ride on the main road anymore as it was pure ice. I decided that I would pull into the next house (with lights on) and ask to leave my bike overnight. The next house was about six miles away.
I lost the front doing 15kph and dropped my bike. This happened twice before I got to the house. My slider was well and truly bent. No damage to my bike though.
I got to this strangers house and like the decent country people they were they let me leave my bike no problem. I gave them the keys in case the alarm went off and said I would be back the next day.
I then started the remainder of my journey on foot in full bike gear. Lucky for me a family from my nearest town were coming back from Dublin, and stopped to give me a ride. So I only had to walk 2 miles from town to home.
The next day I went to get my bike and gave the kind people a bottle of Jameson for their help.
The slider was knackerd I had to saw it in half to get to the bolt.
Fortunately I was able to undo the nut with a ratchet
I was hoping that the multiple drops had not caused the frame to crack.
There appeared to only be slight damage to the engine bolt mounting surface
I got some new sliders from e-bay yesterday.
Moral of the story, check the weather forecast.
Thanks for reading,
Nelly:thumbup:
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