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Definitely not the place, or the time, to run into trouble …
With Jason, Alan and Bill out of sight down the Blackbutt Range, I was on my own again. Even the unseen bellbirds (Manorina melanophrys) who had made their presence known by their constant bell-like calls were gone. No snakes or kangaroos, although the latter would be out soon.
Would I reach Linville before needing to swap batteries – the one whose presence in my Ortlieb E-Mate bag has already been surmised? I had left the top of the range with the Powerfly's Purion display showing 7 km left in Eco assist. With half of the 20 km descent behind me, the prediction had increased to 11 km. Who needs regenerative charging (not possible on a centre-drive)?
Such thoughts were suddenly dispelled. Whoosh! Instant flat. So much for tubeless tyres…
In my opinion the Trek Powerfly has one major flaw; its tyres are almost impossible to prise off the rims. What should I do? Attempt the impossible and risk being left with an ebike in pieces (it's happened before) or commence the two-hour walk to Linville?
What happened? This from familiar voices.
Jason, Alan and Bill rolled to a halt behind me! This was not possible; they'd headed off down the range ahead of me! They were more interested in helping me out of my impossible situation than explaining how they'd pulled off the impossible. Definitely good friends to have. (They had taken a side trail to visit the site of an old fettlers' camp.)
Impossible was banished from my vocabulary and ten minutes later – or maybe it was fifteen – we were on our way to meet Kaye who would soon be my driver back to Toogoolawah.
Dave, you ride ahead this time! I did so cautiously.
My wallet was lighter by twenty dollars which should be retrieved by Trek's mechanics when they fit a replacement tyre today.
Squint at the tyre photo and you might just see the missing AU$20 note, a bit of dirty orange plastic trying to escape through the slit.
With Jason, Alan and Bill out of sight down the Blackbutt Range, I was on my own again. Even the unseen bellbirds (Manorina melanophrys) who had made their presence known by their constant bell-like calls were gone. No snakes or kangaroos, although the latter would be out soon.
Would I reach Linville before needing to swap batteries – the one whose presence in my Ortlieb E-Mate bag has already been surmised? I had left the top of the range with the Powerfly's Purion display showing 7 km left in Eco assist. With half of the 20 km descent behind me, the prediction had increased to 11 km. Who needs regenerative charging (not possible on a centre-drive)?
Such thoughts were suddenly dispelled. Whoosh! Instant flat. So much for tubeless tyres…
In my opinion the Trek Powerfly has one major flaw; its tyres are almost impossible to prise off the rims. What should I do? Attempt the impossible and risk being left with an ebike in pieces (it's happened before) or commence the two-hour walk to Linville?
What happened? This from familiar voices.
Jason, Alan and Bill rolled to a halt behind me! This was not possible; they'd headed off down the range ahead of me! They were more interested in helping me out of my impossible situation than explaining how they'd pulled off the impossible. Definitely good friends to have. (They had taken a side trail to visit the site of an old fettlers' camp.)
Impossible was banished from my vocabulary and ten minutes later – or maybe it was fifteen – we were on our way to meet Kaye who would soon be my driver back to Toogoolawah.
Dave, you ride ahead this time! I did so cautiously.
My wallet was lighter by twenty dollars which should be retrieved by Trek's mechanics when they fit a replacement tyre today.
Squint at the tyre photo and you might just see the missing AU$20 note, a bit of dirty orange plastic trying to escape through the slit.
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