I knew exactly what I was doing taking apart my Raceface crankset on my singlespeed gravel bike, but in another very real sense, I had no idea what I was doing. I broke it, and I'm waiting on a new bolt. I swear I'm usually a good mechanic, so I don't know what happened there.
That meant instead of using my Salsa Stormchaser gravel bike with 38x19 gearing, I blasted pavement and gravel all weekend with my 31-pound Karate Monkey mountain bike with 32x16 gearing, and a 140mm fork. Stick calls it "enduro gravel". At least the gear ratio is the same, because maths. You'll see later on there was one road where I was glad I had a mountain bike, and I felt bad for my drop bar frands.
Everything above probably isn't very interesting, but if you keep reading, you can at least see some neat ride pictures and maybe another couple funny bits.
|Picture by professional photographer Rob Cinderblochner|
Anyways, I'll start from the beginning. I wanted to meet up with an old chemistry professor of mine at Penn State Beaver to talk about graduate school and recommendation letters, so I came home to Pittsburgh for a long weekend. Not exactly fun stuff about recommendation letters, but being in Pittsburgh meant I could plan some rides with Yinzer friends.
To add another layer to things, my family went skiing for the weekend, so I had the house to myself. That probably contributed to the whole "idle hands are the devil's workshop" thing, and is partly why I broke my crankset.