The freehub on the scandal died yesterday, it was working fine as i climbed up past the chicken sheds. but by the time i’d climbed the rocky path and started to drop back through the trees i had no drive at all, which lead to a momentum driven descent over the rocks, an uncomfortable walk up and over the moor and another momentum driven descent down the field of sheep(tm).
Luckily for me rich was there to tow me back to his house in clitheroe (although i had to get off and walk – in my new shiney shoes – over waddington fell) and give me a lift home, otherwise i’d still be clip clopping my way home now. As he put it, it was kind of like a roll reversal from when we did the Transalp, though this was probably harder as i couldn’t pedal at all…and i did have the audacity to complain that my arm was getting sore holding onto his camelback while he rode for the both of us
Back at home i dismantled as much as i could of the rear hub…sadly nothing on the m765 hubs is a standard size, so i’ve had to order a new set of cone spanners along with the new freehub. Most annoyingly, however, i’ve had to buy ANOTHER cassette lockring remover as the one i own, which works perfectly well on cassette lockrings, doesn’t fit the center-lock disk (it’s supposed to be fitted and removed with the same tool). The axle sits too far out meaning the splines don’t reach the actual bolt, so it just spins round rather then connecting with anything. Arse.
Matt has beaten me to 2000miles, i would have been there early last week if the old road bike hadn’t died, or if steve and i had finished the mbr1 ride, or if the new chain on the scandal hadn’t exploded…and despite all that i’d probably have matched him by getting there yesterday if the freehub hadn’t died. Arse.