Left Palo Alto those am not at 5 like I had been threatening butt at 6:20.. I rolled toward the Dumbarton Br in cool morning air with a brake that rubbed. And rubbed. And rubbed. A genuine slow down to my travels I thought it would go away after a few miles. Not so. Or after an overpass downhill. Nope. Or the back side of the bridge. No siree. Not even after I pedaled while holding it's lever.
20 miles later, in San Lorenzo, Ca, I broke down and used my crescent wrench to turn the edges of the spoon that presses against the top of the tire up. It worked. Until I bought 2 liters of water for the camelbak that I wear around my waist in my buttpak. The binding grew worse and worse as the sun got the road hotter and hotter. All the way to Berkeley.
Where I sit now at a Whole Foods charging my phone as I write this. Seems my solar charger is not strong enough to also let me do work....
Btw- pictures at BikeRoute.com in the mayors ride schedule in the Palo Alto to SF Photos
The ride hath begin!!
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