I was just about to sleep and had inpiration to write! 🙃
Hi there, miss me? ☺️
Today, I feel like revisiting the sage “leave things better than you found them, or at least exactly as you did!”
A day after I bought my current bike, I went to visit a friend who lived along Waiyaki Way. That road-under construction is a labyrinth to me, the diversions, I never know exactly where am at and where or how to make the turn! 🙄 I fishtailed enough times that I was inspired to better my life by getting tyres with 50/50 profile.
Another time, I give my bike to go for service. The guy servicing discovers that my oil filter was fixed into place with Silicon! He calls me and asks who did the previous service and why silicon was used. I rake my head, all I remember is that I bought the specific model branded oil filter from the dealer, went for service, sat there while it was being serviced, I dont recall seeing any silicon being poured into the engine. 🤔 I ask my mech to remove and confirm that the filter is branded, which he confirms. Now am left wondering why silicon was used, and why the mech did not point this out to me, coz I was seated there the whole time they serviced it – a customer lost. 🤷🏾♀️
First forward, we go for a very long ride and for some reason we get to this gruesome offroad stretch and the team has this awesome tip to deflate tyres – which we do, for better grip on the stony sandy roads, and ride for over 40kms no issues. When riding back, with the same deflated tyres, we get a flat. It is tubeless and the flat is such that the tyre pops from the rim. 🤣🤣🤣🤣
We examine the tyre it seems okay but we don’t have a compressor in the wilderness! So I get a tube from one of my buddies and we use that to hold the tyre to the rim until we get back to civilisation. 😎
Once in a town, we get a mech to fix the tyre and we hit the road. About 30kms from that town, the tyre pops out from the rim again! 😭😭 Now am furious, a professional worked on it, how can this happen.
My buddy has a look at the tyre and we discover soil was poured into the tyre! 🙆🏿♀️😨 Sand and some sticks!!! We clean the tyre with drinking water, repeat the tube drill and decide to ride back to the town to fix the tyre under supervision and sleep for the night.
When we get to the town, we go back to the same mech who had ‘fixed’ the tyre. He says “hivyo ndio sisi huweka dawa kwa tyre”.
My strength kwinished! Athe ke!