Proper Use of a H2O Bottle Cage!

Just a we were rolling out last night, we came across an older Brit with a loaded bike riding from San Francisco to Virginia. Cool guy, great trip, enjoying the mountains of California, and really using his water bottle cage to the fullest. There amongst his camping gear and what not was a bottle of Lava Cap Wine poised perfectly in the seat tube cage, spot on mate!

Rock God, Cap'n, GH (name change in process due to the haunted demons possessing his bike), Bambi, B and I met at the Knot Hole kind of ready to roll on a perfect night. Bambi had a last minute fix that needed to be taken care of pre ride. I will add that due to my utter lack of wrenching skills I am always impressed with the parking lot fix job. However, when Bambi rolled up without a bottom bracket, cranks, or pedals, well I was curious how this would go. The latex gloves came out and off to work he went. Just about normal time we rolled out headed for Barnes Back Mt. Just out of the Parking Lot we met up with the Brit mentioned above and Bambi discovered that the fix was not going to work. Although "Peter" could be seen in his face, he took it like a man and returned to the parking lot to either attempt a new fix, or burn the bike. The remaining crew took off for the ride. During the brief circle of the lake I flatted which gave Bambi just the time needed to fix his crank, call the cell, and hammer the road out to where we were held up. B did claim a ride first that after the official "5" count, we had indeed grown to "6". However, after examining the archives, I unearthed a night time ride where Cap'n joined us mid ride, after learning the route and doing the loop in reverse. Regardless of a first or not, six strong we rolled for Barnes Back. Bambi and GH shot off the front at the bottom of Barnes Back. Cap'n and I eventually gave chase and mostly regrouped by the VW. Bambi, GH, and I got a little gap on the second half of the climb and missed Cap'n pushing B into the only mud on the ride. We regrouped again at the trail merger on Park Creek where Bambi used his mad ghetto wrenching skills to get the Mt. Tek rolling. By removing the derailleur and using some cave man skill and beating it on a rock, it rolled like it never has before. Feeling barbaric after the rock smashing fix, we headed off the flume. Flume was smooth and fast. Although we have not had a sighting of Wolf yet this year, the Flume camper is back. Rounded off the effort for the night with a spunky effort on Cap'n's Climb (like the name?). From the top we hit Wedding March and then the Qualifier getting into the Knot Hole a little later than normal.

Taco Report:
Thanks to GH for bringing some more tasty offerings from Boa Vista. Cap'n did point out that Pepper Plant is no longer getting the attention it use to. Maybe our palates have all been burned to the point that the mere simplicity of a garlic sauce just doesn't do it anymore. Word from the Knot Hole was that the crowd was in full effect prior to our arrival and that they actually ran out to the store make sure supplies were adequate enough for us. Spot on. Got home late, woke up early, productivity way down, hot sauce hangover in full effect...GREAT RIDE!

Until we ride again,
LOtB