Got up at five this morning, had breakfast and waited for my nephew to pick me up so we could go upto Keswick ( an hour and a quarter drive ) and do a biggish ride. Namely threlkeld, round blencathra, the latrigg descent off skiddaw then onto the borrowdale bash round derwent water. Half an hour in from the start this happens:
At first glance I thought I was only my mech hanger had sheared off. " No problem, it's a good job I've got a spare in my rucksack " I said to my nephew. "Err you'd better look again, it's a bit more serious than that." came his reply. Not a happy bunny walking/ freewheeling the two Miles back to the van in the pissing rain.