My bike has been causing us some concern. Nothing major, just a stream of little minor things, each one requiring a surprising amount of fixing.
Dodgy gears, wonky pedals, and then the saddle suddenly fell off on the way back from Chelmsford last week. This is not feeling good.
Today the gears went bad again while we were attempting to exercise our civic duty to vote in some sort of local elections (made a bit harder by the fact they’d moved our polling station and nobody could find it…) anyway, the bike went back to Bakers Bikes and Sid made me face up to the fact that a new bike might be required.
After some heavy-duty work selecting between my favoured makes of Trek and Specialised, my mind was almost made up. That is, yes, I was definitely almost certainly going to commit to some sort of new bike.
We took advantage of our bike-less day to go to Decathlon for some more trip-related gear and then Sid said That Bike! How about that one?! Buy that one!!
So I am now the sort-of-proud owner of a Triban RC520 in matt dark blue. Apparently it has snickier gears than the rather prettier and cheaper womens’ version…
And now all we need to do is to transfer all my touring gear over (rack, mudguards, bar bag mounting, bell, touring tyres, pedals…) and make the saddle the right height and off we go.
What could possibly go wrong?!