Apparently the chain slipped off in the rear between the largest chainring and the spokes leading to being wrapped multiple times around the hub, pulled both derailleurs inward and snapping the chain. The rear derailleur ended up so being, it was pulled into the spokes of the rear wheel. The front derailleur bent and was digging into the rear rim. Several spokes are bent to hell.
Given that the chain and both derailleurs were brand new, I took the bike back to the shop (REI). The mech on staff looked at it and we talked about what happened. We narrowed it down to four possibilities.
(1) The rear derailleur was defective and failed catastrophically in a bizarre way.
(2) The rear derailleur had not been adjusted properly.
(3) The ratcheting mechanism in the rear free hub was flaky.
(4) I hit some road debris just wrong.
I don't recall any road debris which rules out (4). (3) is more likely to have happened when coasting than when riding.
That leaves (1) and (2). The mech got the manager of the bike shop and she apologized and they told me that they'd eat the costs to rebuild everything.
I was only expecting to get the parts I had bought there replaced under warranty. But they're throwing in labor, a new chain, and new spokes as well. That is some awesome customer service.
My daughter was in town today. She wanted to go on a bike ride with me so we did a quarter century, taking the scenic route from our apartment near Whiteflint through Rockville and Potomac and then down MacArthur to the Georgetown waterfront.
This was the first chance to get my rebuilt racing bike out for a bit of distance. The ride down to the waterfront was long and slow. I had to keep a pace that my daughter could keep up with. I had an 11/32 cassette put on. I stayed mostly on the 28 and pedaled slow. And even then it was hard not to got fast.
The bar end shifters are taking a bit to get used to instead of brifters. I caught myself trying to push the brake levers sideways a couple times in order to shift.
One area of concern showed itself. The front wheel started screaming whenever I was coasting. I need to either take that apart and lube it or take it somewhere to have that done. But I have my eyes on some new wheels. Ideally I'd like something like Zipp 404s. New those would cost more than I've sunk into the bike so far.
Anyway, after a bit of hanging out at the waterfront eating popsicles drinking cokes, I rode home the short way and my daughter went back in the van with my wife and my daughter's fiancee.
The ride home, I did considerably faster, averaging 15mph uphill. But I took the straight route instead of the scenic route.
With my bike out of commission on Friday, I took the bus and train into work. I don't know why I don't do that more often when I'm not biking. It's about as quick and it's a lot less stressful.
Or at least it's about as quick when I get off at the right stop.
I did get some odd looks given what I was reading. Reading a book with a big fat cover labeled CONTRACEPTION gets some stares.
Slowly settling into the new digs at work. Our office moved about half a mile down the street.
The pros: closer to the metro, much more natural light, showers, bike lockers in a secure room, a gym, a roof with greenery, a much more collaborative environment.
The cons: a much smaller desk (what am I going to do with Godzilla?), fewer interesting restaurants a quick walk away, working on the same floor as the owner of the company.
Friday was particularly interesting. My employer's offices are on the 5th floor. An 8th floor window fell out and smashed to bits on the sidewalk in front of the building. Fortunately it's a low foot traffic area and no one got hurt.
I watched Whiskey Tango Foxtrot last week. I find it surprisingly compelling. Who knew that Tina Fey could actually act instead of playing a caricature of her id? I especially liked the subtext between her and her translator.
The best part is that there was no real American ending.
I need to cook more.
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