Sad weekend at the Dyfi enduro feel I’m finally ready to talk about it. (***Warning sob story***) So months of training, hill reps, clean eating, “limited” drinking, hours of prepping bike, food, kit all amounted to nothing. 4 hours drive down on Saturday to pitch a tent in pouring rain and getting 0 sleep was all fine as I was so pumped to race Sunday. Come 10 am, about 3,000 calories consumed in the form of jelly babies, chocolate fingers, porridge, pasta, bananas and redbull I was pretty much vibrating. Still pissing it down I oiled my chain and made my way for the start line. Did the classic car park bounce test to check suspension was firm and bottle wasn’t going to fall out when suddenly the so called “bat bike” (Canyon Spectral 29er), the pinnacle of two wheeled engineering spits it’s dummy out and cracks clean in two on the chain stay (pics). Couldn’t believe it…. no amount of duct tape was going to fix this, nor was a simple poke back into place as my finger found out. So I looked up to the heavens said a “few” swears to whoever/whatever decided to land any karma I may have accumulated against my name (probably my lack of recycling at university) and pushed back to my tent. Wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry, did something in between the two in the end.
Waited for my friends to return bearing the unmistakable grin only achievable by completing the Dyfi in one piece, then packed my shit up and had the most unwanted energised drive home possible (3 **** thousand calories).
Thanks to Howies for the sympathy vouchers and a massive et tu Brutus to Canyonbikes who have made me resent the bike I once loved.
The bike was pretty much brand new having ridden less than 100 miles. Still waiting to hear back from Canyon with regards to a replacement, but for the mean time i shall continue to look like a mopey zoo lion and maybe rekindle an old relationship with the road bike while i wait for a new one.
Hope everyone else had an infinitely better bank holiday weekend than me.
Broken Canyon Spectral