Thursday, July 17, 2008
This can't be good.
Apparently, when I fell last night, I bent the derailer more than I realized, and today, when I was riding up the hill to come home and put it in the granny gear, the derailer caught on a spoke and we came to a rather sudden stop. Amazingly, I managed to click out and get my foot down. But the derailer is completely bent up, caught tight on a spoke, which is also bent. That means, of course, that the rear wheel can't turn. So I basically carried the bike up the hill and all the way home, maybe half a mile? I'm glad it didn't happen further from home. But someone did stop and offer to help, and had I been further, I would have gladly accepted the help.
Here's another view from the other side.
Posted by Bardiac at 9:00 PM