Spotting on the Sandbach to Chester Railroad by wyleu

And so a thousand kilometres have passed since I had my bike stolen. It's been in for it's first service and I have to say the change isn't as meteoric as I might have hoped. It's surprising how much wear you get on new disc brakes, because in that thousand kilometres of constant slug, toil and effort ( oh God ed.) the brakes have gone from a gentle touch bringing the whole thing to a juddering halt to the brake levers almost bottoming out to bring things to a stop. That's been fixed and as with all such problems I've already almost completely forgotten about it as an issue, whilst in the last week it was becoming a concern.

Because the bike was new and has been used almost entirely on the road the gear train seems reasonably solid and the indexing on the lever match up well with the gears. There was a little bit of chattering in the lower gears but since the broad Cheshire plain only really gets hilly at the edges, when one has to travel into the dark foreboding realms of Staffordshire, and other places inhabited by small gnome like creatures and dragons.

But there does seem to be a a few squecks and other noises, which to be fair have become less of a concern after a couple of journeys.

So it's onward to the next 1000k when it will get a proper full service with the bearings receiving a damn good seeing to.

IT will probably fly by.