Thursday, February 18, 2010

Ode to my FC-M760

I knew a few days earlier that something wasn't right. I heard some creaking that sounded like a loose chainring bolt, but they were all tight. I ignored it blissfully; I was unwilling to let such a triviality interfere with the enjoyment of my cycling oriented vacation. But upon disassembly, it became clear that the cause of the noise was not entirely trivial. After recently bending it (see 'Don ride with Dave' videos) and then straightening it with a vice, the spider bit the bullet. I figured there was no point in bringing it home, so the crank was dumped unceremoniously in the Rooms hotel #1122 bathroom garbage can. Its current whereabouts are unknown, but I figure whatever Jamaican refuse sarcophagus it eventually finds its way into will still be a far more exotic burial than any local (or Michigan) dump could provide.

RIP Shimano Front Chainwheel M760
Many miles, many medals, many memories. FC-M770 has some big shoes to fill.