The ride home began in 70 degree weather into a strong headwind. I had so much weight on my bike I was pretty sure I would be staying rubber side down. (A 925 page novel was in one of my rear panniers. No ebooks for me.) All the way home the bike seemed to resist rolling. The pedals clicked and occasionally caught. Further.
As I went under the railroad bridge across from East Potomac Park a man rode past me with a toddler in a seat in front of him. I felt utterly pathetic. 10 miles per hour into the gale.
|Dad and Toddler on Cool Bike|
|Electric Dad Bike|
The right pedal caught several times on the way home but I managed to free it up. By the time I arrived home it felt like it was going to disintegrate. I took the bike into the shed and checked it out for the other noises. As I stood over the bike, I could hear squeaks. I looked left and right. More squeaks. The bike wasn't moving. Then I realized that the noises were coming from my helmet! Doh.
Since I was checking the bike out anyway, I sprayed lube into the pedals (aren't they supposed to be sealed?) and on the dolly wheels of the rear derailler. Then I cleaned the chain using my old t-shirt and citrus cleaner method. Added some Pedro's Ice Wax and quiet was restored for now.
I suspect that the groaning noise I am hearing is the read axle which needs to be overhauled or replaced. That I will do whenever Mavic decides to ship my rim. It's been on order for a month. I suspect this is why Germany invaded them twice in the 20th Century. Ich vant mien velo parts!!!
I'm getting some new pedals tonight.
Eventually, the Sequoia will be restored to its youthful glory. I hope.