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For some, the culprit is a rusty chain. We've all shaken our heads at those cyclists who choose to ignore the incessant trill or they are "hard a' hearing" as my dad used to say (now he's the one losing his hearing!). It's amazing how oblivious people are. I guess that blessed three letter word: O-I-L is not part of their vocabulary. I pass those riders every day. I presume they're the same folks that also drag a car muffler down the highway.
But, a rusty rider I am not. I'm flabbergasted with the creaks and groans that are difficult to pinpoint.
There's a "wenh-a wenh-a" near the crank with every revolution. Could the bottom bracket be outta' whack? Over the course of a commute I shift into all three front chain rings. Only happens when I push harder. Pedals? I dribble bike oil in the moving part, just because. Good god, sometimes I think it's the seat. Stop and tighten bolts. I hate to admit it, but this is the type of on-the-road deciphering that's routine with my older stable of bikes.
More recently there's been a grinding, rumbling underfoot on my Miyata. It was more felt than heard. When my hub said it might be the chain, I whipped out the tape measure from my toolbox and checked the links. Sure enough, chain stretch. Oh boy, another project.
I set off for work on a hot morning. It took me a while to realize the new rattle was coming from the ice cubes in my water bottle. Ah, now that's an easy fix. Drink up!
The Ross has had a niggling problem for years. At some part in every ride the crank arm taps the kickstand. No matter how often I tighten the big ole' bolt, it still manages to wiggle loose. Can't seem to permanently fix that one. Could be I need new hardware or a new stand. For now it remains a quirky reminder that I ought to fix it. You see, I have this bad habit. I reach out with my left leg, whacking the kickstand back in place, all while rolling. One day I may miss and hit the spokes. Blasted kickstand.
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What bicycle noise tops your exasperation list?