When we started out today I didn't think it would be
our final ride on our bikes.
Yes . . . I knew the move up here was hard on them.
I knew they were shifting rough,
my seat was worn,
and there was a little rust here and there.
Florida is a tough place to live if you are aluminum.
It's not MUCH easier on the humans.
But . . . when we got here we had the bikes tuned up
and some fairly pricey repairs done.
Turns out .................that may not have been worth our while.
We planned on biking all the way around Lake Galena.
About half way around Steve noticed an odd thumping from the back wheel.
While I was resting along the lake,
...Steve went on ahead.
I was having a pretty rough day as well as Steve's BIKE having a rough day.
I did catch up and while we were resting at the top of the hill,
that tire BLEW.
We managed to walk/ride back to our starting point without too much trouble.
But, decisions had to be made and there was a dumpster within view.
We did it.
We left the bikes beside the dumpster.
If someone wants to take the effort to fix them on their own,
they'll get some nice bikes.
But for us ...............I think trail WALKING is in our future for awhile.
(No complaints about the bikes though. They were a LOT older than I first thought. They go back to my Honda CR-V days and that is well over 8 years ago. The bikes were probably around 12 years old and we used them A LOT in Florida. I also think the trip up in the moving van didn't do them any favors. That's when the gear issues started. So ............thanks for the memories Little Green and Big Red.)