As a gardener, as well as a cyclist, I am dismayed to see that spring bulbs, though early, are not nearly so prolific as they usually are. I guess they have come up more for fear of being drowned than wishing to put on a pleasing display of Spring colours.
Now I'm not much one for cleaning my bike, but the appalling state of our lanes has made it an obvious and unavoidable necessity as well as the fact that bottom bracket sensor on my e-bike was so dirty that it didn't know where it was and refused to turn the front wheel. Out with the brush and soap, then.
Perhaps I should have left things well alone. On my next ride following the “clean”, the breaks seemed to have locked on fast, and I had to abandon the planned Sunday ride. Apparently, all the dirt accumulated over many months had been holding my bike together. Washing it opened the proverbial “can of worms” and resulted in £242 pounds worth of repairs: first of all the lugs fell of my forks, then the hydraulic liquid had “boiled” in the rear calliper, the pads had “gone”, the chain had stretched to an inter-planetary dimension and the sprockets and rings were, well … no good.
I do love my e-bike; it has made me king of the road. But I have learned that adding a kit to a conventional bike does not take into account the additional stress that a motor exerts. I shall be more careful in future to check components and – who knows – do something about the greatest stress of all on any bike: the weight of the rider.