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Aug 20, 2017

The frontiers of tire deflation

Parked at the foot of a steep ramp, just after fixing the first of approximately 100,000 flats

Parked by the side of the road after fixing the first of approximately 100,000 pinchflats yesterday. I hit a stone that was large enough to pinchflat the front tire, then discovered that YET ANOTHER Zefal pump (this one is the one that came with my Trek 1000 decades ago) had reached the point where it didn’t have much puff anymore. And I’d just reached an 8 mile section of road that had been repaired(?) with freshly crushed and very jagged gravel. So thus began a sequence of not being able to get the front tire much above 30 psi -> chunk of gravel -> pinch! -> 30 psi -> chunk of gravel -> pinch! (with, after the first three, the additional step of spending 5 minutes visually inspecting the tire for the latest pinch so I could slap a patch onto it and pray that I’d found all the punctured parts) which meant that it took approximately 5 hours to get the next 20 miles down the road (it would have been almost as fast to walk; 4mph walking speed compares favorably to 12mph riding speed, then 0 mph repairing a flat speed.)

Aug 18, 2017

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Hello Dust Mite

The programmer

Aug 17, 2017

A blue heron at Tacoma St

Blue Heron

In the section of Johnson Creek between Tacoma, the ex-Espee mainline, 99e, and the trolley station.

Aug 11, 2017

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

3-speed mite

Inspecting the hub on the 3-speed sweet fixie.


Shopping/testing

Destiny

I replaced the fork crown stay on the big rack that used to be on the kit bike, and then I needed to test it out by going shopping

Aug 09, 2017

Trying to get order out of chaos

Most of the tools that were hiding on my workbench

I bought a plastic tool shelf so I could clean the tools off my workbench, except that it turns out I have more tools than space for them on the shelf.

Aug 05, 2017

I found a cotter pin

I found a cotter pin!, #1

… when riding down 17th Ave this afternoon. It managed to poke through the tire & the tube, then bend and poke a constellation of holes in the other side of the tube. I tried to patch the tube, but it didn’t work very well because the bent legs of the cotter pin tore the tube when I extracted it, and even a fairly large patch wasn’t enough to properly reinforce the tube. (And then I didn’t reseat the tire properly, so about 2 miles down the road it popped off the rim and started rubbing against the DS chainstay – this, oddly enough, was not enough to destroy the replacement tube, so after reseating & reinflating the tire I was able to ride home w/o any further incident.)

Aug 04, 2017

Friday Dust Mite Blogging™

Infestation

A Dust Mite clutters up our nice clean dining room.

Aug 03, 2017

Finished enough to ride

Shopping

Built up to the point where I can take it out for errands. No rear brake (though I did find the elusive brake bridge casting I thought I’d lost) or shifter yet, and I need to cut off and remake the stays for the front rack, but now I can start riding it around town for a week or so before disassembling the emergency randonneuse for painting and/or powder coating.

Aug 02, 2017

90% of a bicycle

Approximately a bicycle

I scrapped the SE draft frame and am in the throes of moving parts over to this frame. A lot of the parts will need to be replaced or modified (the brakes aren’t quite long enough reach, the chain isn’t quite long enough, the handlebars were too big for the Mutant stem I’ve got for this one), I need to braze in a brake bridge & level the rack, and of course I need to cut down the steertube so it won’t be a sternum punch. But it’s a bicycle now, and just waiting for me to take it out shopping to see if I can make any of the brazes fail before I ride it out into the countryside.

Aug 01, 2017

Framed

Framed

Front, rear, & seatpost triangles all brazed up, and now it’s waiting for a whole bucketload of brazeons to be glued onto the frame before I strip the 3-speed project bike and move all the components over to this frame.

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