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greenstorm) wrote2022-06-01 03:27 pm
greenstorm) wrote2022-06-01 03:27 pm
Life in Fort
Okay, but this is the problem with everything here.
I want to go biking (or remove some trees, or run the woodstove, or own a truck, or use a snowblower, or...)
I get out my bike. It needs a going-over: it's dirty and there's dog hair and lint in the chain and it's not shifting cleanly and I have no real concept of what's going on in the bearings and the tires are flat and I don't know if they leak or not.
In Vancouver I'd take it in to the shop.
Here I need to find degreaser which luckily I have and don't need to order online, find chain lube ditto, remember how to clean the drivetrain, and do it. Okay. Done.
Now I need to watch you tube videos on how to adjust shifters until I understand it, and do it--
But wait! I don't have a bike stand. So now I need to build a bike stand. I need to scavenge some lumber and get out my tools and design something that'll hold the bike, even if it's just some 2x4s screwed into a tree. Where was I?
Oh yes, now I need to go back to youtube and try and remember what I just learned about dealing with my shifters. It's my first time doing this, so it's gonna take awhile and I won't get it quite right so I'll need to come back to it a couple times-- on the first try I can't trust the bike on a long ride yet.
Tires pumped up, ok, but I have no idea where my bike pump is, I can borrow one from someone. Great. They don't seem to have a big leak but no way to tell if there's a slow one yet. So again I'll need some short safe trial rides.
Bearings, well, I've just spent basically all my free time on this thing for awhile. I have other things I need to do. I guess I just ride it and hope they're all good until they're not, at which point I stop using the bike and maybe bring it in to Prince George next time I go in.
Every damn thing I do up here is like this. It's one reason I'm so overextended. Any one thing takes a week of intensive learning curve and materials searching.
(Or more realistically in Van there's be someone to do it in exchange for some pork or something, and I'd cook while they did the thing, and it would be lovely, but hey)
I want to go biking (or remove some trees, or run the woodstove, or own a truck, or use a snowblower, or...)
I get out my bike. It needs a going-over: it's dirty and there's dog hair and lint in the chain and it's not shifting cleanly and I have no real concept of what's going on in the bearings and the tires are flat and I don't know if they leak or not.
In Vancouver I'd take it in to the shop.
Here I need to find degreaser which luckily I have and don't need to order online, find chain lube ditto, remember how to clean the drivetrain, and do it. Okay. Done.
Now I need to watch you tube videos on how to adjust shifters until I understand it, and do it--
But wait! I don't have a bike stand. So now I need to build a bike stand. I need to scavenge some lumber and get out my tools and design something that'll hold the bike, even if it's just some 2x4s screwed into a tree. Where was I?
Oh yes, now I need to go back to youtube and try and remember what I just learned about dealing with my shifters. It's my first time doing this, so it's gonna take awhile and I won't get it quite right so I'll need to come back to it a couple times-- on the first try I can't trust the bike on a long ride yet.
Tires pumped up, ok, but I have no idea where my bike pump is, I can borrow one from someone. Great. They don't seem to have a big leak but no way to tell if there's a slow one yet. So again I'll need some short safe trial rides.
Bearings, well, I've just spent basically all my free time on this thing for awhile. I have other things I need to do. I guess I just ride it and hope they're all good until they're not, at which point I stop using the bike and maybe bring it in to Prince George next time I go in.
Every damn thing I do up here is like this. It's one reason I'm so overextended. Any one thing takes a week of intensive learning curve and materials searching.
(Or more realistically in Van there's be someone to do it in exchange for some pork or something, and I'd cook while they did the thing, and it would be lovely, but hey)
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