Spent a lovely weekend at Mt Bulla with friends on the long weekend and rode each day, rode to the iconic craigs hut, hit the down hill trails and rode the Klingspoorn.
I havent been back on the mountain bike since then as i have been doing some K,s on the road bike.
So any way I have planned out my weekend around packing my bike up in a box with BV on Sunday to freight it over to WA.
Race Friday night, change the tyres and the seat, wash and service it on Saturday , bolt down to Melbourne on Sunday and pack it.
So tonight I find the front wheel throw it and the bike in the back of the ute and hit Forrest ready to race, oil the chain and give the back wheel a spin and am stunned to hear the bearing death rumble as my wheel jerks to a stop.
Now the bike has been taken to Geelong by friends in the hope that the shop I deal with can revive the hub, now I have to wait till late Saturday to get the girl back and service it and change the bits.
Nothing like leaving it till the last moment eh.