When I say I just made it, I literally mean it. I was about 1 km from home when the tell tale spattering of tiny droplets started making little dark dots on my grey shorts. It was so light that there was not even enough to stain the tarmac a darker hue, but I could see by checking my shorts every ten seconds or so that it was not stopping.When I turned the final corner for home, leaving only 750 metres between me and the dry indoors, the drops became a little more prominent and I could now see the colour change on the front tyre spinning in front of me. I reckoned I had only minutes before the skies opened.
How right I was. I had been inside not more than a couple of minutes when the rain came down hard and steady. Some days you are meant to get wet, and others you are not. Today, thankfully, was always meant to be a dry day. I had successfully cheated the rain and got in a 25 km ride in the only ninety minute window of dryness in the whole day. That felt good.
With the VR2 being out of commission for the next little while due to a spoke popping issue (you can read all about that on Charlie Bucket Cycles) I was left with no alternative but to take the Paddywagon out for a quick weekend ride. Normally the weekends are all about the road bike, as I get plenty of fixie riding on the commute to and from the campus, but today I was actually really looking forward to riding the bike without the 28lb back pack that I shared with you all last week.
So I packed my little shoulder pack with the Nikon D3100 and my spare tube, spanner and pump and off I went. I just love riding this bike. Today was no exception. The only thing that bothered me was that I forgot to lube the chain after the ride to work the other day where there was a lot of spray coming off the road. I then road home without lube as I don’t usually carry any with me, and now I was going out again without lubing it up. The net result was a little bit of a squeak which I never hear on my bikes.
I took a few shots down at Parc Levesque and then looking up at the sky I determined that I’d better hightail it back home. As I already described at the top of the page, I only just made it back in time. I did not have the Edge 800 with me today (I mean, sometimes you just gotta ride without knowing every single little stat) but I am sure I was pulling a good 31 – 32 km/h on the return leg. I didn’t let up the whole way back and fortunately the traffic played in my favour which allowed me to zoom through every stop sign without even slowing down.
As I write this it is pouring down outside. I am relaxing listening to the thunder outside and seeing the occasional flash of lightening through the curtains. We have a cool breeze coming in through the room and you just know it’s going to be a good night to sleep. Commute tomorrow morning, if the rain lets up. Ride safe.