I saw a middle-aged gentleman addressing a stiff headset today. His technique was to pour motor oil directly from a quart bottle over the headset.
Top that.
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like, what else did he do?
Can I nominate myself? I too often undertake projects, not just with bikes, that have only some tiny improvement as their upside and a whole lot of grief as their downside. Just the other day I decided I wanted to switch the cassettes on two bike wheels. I reckoned I could achieve perhaps six or seven percent faster speed with a few of my higher gears that way. Whoop-ti-do. Bear in mind that I never ride fast to begin with, so there was no compelling purpose to this.
Everything began well. I should have been suspicious when that first cassette came off the hub as easy as pie. I thought I was on my way. Of course, the second cassette absolutely wouldn't budge. I couldn't move that lock ring a micron. Some fool (me) had overtightened it by a factor of about ten. I tried small wrenches, then big wrenches, then wrenches with extensions, then a chain whip, my feet, a big rubber mallet, and the aforesaid wrenches and extensions some more. Have you ever hit your kneecap straight on with a big rubber mallet? And then the other one? It really hurts, in a quite Stooges-esque fashion. Then I tried wedging the wheel against various objects to gain leverage, copious doses of WD-40, and swearing like a longshoreman (or like I would imagine a longshoreman swears). After a certain point, I went into a kind of frenzy in which I was willing to destroy my fairly decent wheel as long as that %$&#ing cassette came off. That only resulted in my taking a few more whacks from the mallet.
Finally, after THREE HOURS, and after discovering a yoga/Kama Sutra-like position in which I could bring all the strength in my now-quivering legs to bear, I loosened that lock ring up. At first I wasn't sure it was the lock ring grinding and not a dislocated shoulder or elbow. Or neck vertebrae. I knew if I stopped moving, it would be a long time before I moved again. I put the first cassette on the second wheel and put it on my trusty old Trek 730 Multitrack. Or at least I thought I did. Although I have done it many times, putting a rear wheel on a bike is still a mystery to me, kind of on the level of "What was Stonehenge really about?" Ironically, I had now reunited the cassette and wheel that had been on that bike earlier in the year, when I had parted them for some now-obscure purpose. Anyway, I tried shifting and found that when my shifter said I was in the fifth highest rear gear, my chain was on the second highest. I was puzzled, but I undid my derailleur cable, got out my greasy Park Tool printouts, and redid the high and low adjustments. I thought I was making some progress until I noticed that the problem had been caused by my utter failure to position the right side of the axle in the dropout. That 1/4 inch made a big difference. So big, in fact, that I had to redo the derailleur all over again. I'm convinced that if I had put the stupid wheel on correctly in the first place, little or no adjustment would have been required.
In any event, after only five hours of misery, I was ready to ride! I took the bike out and everything worked fine. Unfortunately, the difference between the cassettes was so slight that the change didn't make any discernible difference. I could have put on a different valve cap and felt it just as much. I did notice a discernible difference in my back, neck, arms and legs for a day or two, however.
By the way, in my world I would consider this a moderate success, or at least a draw. You should see the failures!
AMEN! For me lately it's researching/reviews...
Jeff Schneider said:
I can identify with useless fiddling. I spent a lot of time in my younger days worrying about precise adjustments - of everything - tire pressure, brake pad distance from the wheel rim, etc. I wish I had spent more time riding and less time fiddling with things that don't matter.
Jim Reho said:Can I nominate myself? I too often undertake projects, not just with bikes, that have only some tiny improvement as their upside and a whole lot of grief as their downside. Just the other day I decided I wanted to switch the cassettes on two bike wheels. I reckoned I could achieve perhaps six or seven percent faster speed with a few of my higher gears that way. Whoop-ti-do. Bear in mind that I never ride fast to begin with, so there was no compelling purpose to this.
Everything began well. I should have been suspicious when that first cassette came off the hub as easy as pie. I thought I was on my way. Of course, the second cassette absolutely wouldn't budge. I couldn't move that lock ring a micron. Some fool (me) had overtightened it by a factor of about ten. I tried small wrenches, then big wrenches, then wrenches with extensions, then a chain whip, my feet, a big rubber mallet, and the aforesaid wrenches and extensions some more. Have you ever hit your kneecap straight on with a big rubber mallet? And then the other one? It really hurts, in a quite Stooges-esque fashion. Then I tried wedging the wheel against various objects to gain leverage, copious doses of WD-40, and swearing like a longshoreman (or like I would imagine a longshoreman swears). After a certain point, I went into a kind of frenzy in which I was willing to destroy my fairly decent wheel as long as that %$&#ing cassette came off. That only resulted in my taking a few more whacks from the mallet.
Finally, after THREE HOURS, and after discovering a yoga/Kama Sutra-like position in which I could bring all the strength in my now-quivering legs to bear, I loosened that lock ring up. At first I wasn't sure it was the lock ring grinding and not a dislocated shoulder or elbow. Or neck vertebrae. I knew if I stopped moving, it would be a long time before I moved again. I put the first cassette on the second wheel and put it on my trusty old Trek 730 Multitrack. Or at least I thought I did. Although I have done it many times, putting a rear wheel on a bike is still a mystery to me, kind of on the level of "What was Stonehenge really about?" Ironically, I had now reunited the cassette and wheel that had been on that bike earlier in the year, when I had parted them for some now-obscure purpose. Anyway, I tried shifting and found that when my shifter said I was in the fifth highest rear gear, my chain was on the second highest. I was puzzled, but I undid my derailleur cable, got out my greasy Park Tool printouts, and redid the high and low adjustments. I thought I was making some progress until I noticed that the problem had been caused by my utter failure to position the right side of the axle in the dropout. That 1/4 inch made a big difference. So big, in fact, that I had to redo the derailleur all over again. I'm convinced that if I had put the stupid wheel on correctly in the first place, little or no adjustment would have been required.
In any event, after only five hours of misery, I was ready to ride! I took the bike out and everything worked fine. Unfortunately, the difference between the cassettes was so slight that the change didn't make any discernible difference. I could have put on a different valve cap and felt it just as much. I did notice a discernible difference in my back, neck, arms and legs for a day or two, however.
By the way, in my world I would consider this a moderate success, or at least a draw. You should see the failures!
Jim, I wish I could nominate this for a "Best of Chainlink Post of the Year" award.
Keep up the good work.
Jim Reho said:
Can I nominate myself? I too often undertake projects, not just with bikes, that have only some tiny improvement as their upside and a whole lot of grief as their downside. Just the other day I decided I wanted to switch the cassettes on two bike wheels. I reckoned I could achieve perhaps six or seven percent faster speed with a few of my higher gears that way. Whoop-ti-do. Bear in mind that I never ride fast to begin with, so there was no compelling purpose to this.
Everything began well. I should have been suspicious when that first cassette came off the hub as easy as pie. I thought I was on my way. Of course, the second cassette absolutely wouldn't budge. I couldn't move that lock ring a micron. Some fool (me) had overtightened it by a factor of about ten. I tried small wrenches, then big wrenches, then wrenches with extensions, then a chain whip, my feet, a big rubber mallet, and the aforesaid wrenches and extensions some more. Have you ever hit your kneecap straight on with a big rubber mallet? And then the other one? It really hurts, in a quite Stooges-esque fashion. Then I tried wedging the wheel against various objects to gain leverage, copious doses of WD-40, and swearing like a longshoreman (or like I would imagine a longshoreman swears). After a certain point, I went into a kind of frenzy in which I was willing to destroy my fairly decent wheel as long as that %$&#ing cassette came off. That only resulted in my taking a few more whacks from the mallet.
Finally, after THREE HOURS, and after discovering a yoga/Kama Sutra-like position in which I could bring all the strength in my now-quivering legs to bear, I loosened that lock ring up. At first I wasn't sure it was the lock ring grinding and not a dislocated shoulder or elbow. Or neck vertebrae. I knew if I stopped moving, it would be a long time before I moved again. I put the first cassette on the second wheel and put it on my trusty old Trek 730 Multitrack. Or at least I thought I did. Although I have done it many times, putting a rear wheel on a bike is still a mystery to me, kind of on the level of "What was Stonehenge really about?" Ironically, I had now reunited the cassette and wheel that had been on that bike earlier in the year, when I had parted them for some now-obscure purpose. Anyway, I tried shifting and found that when my shifter said I was in the fifth highest rear gear, my chain was on the second highest. I was puzzled, but I undid my derailleur cable, got out my greasy Park Tool printouts, and redid the high and low adjustments. I thought I was making some progress until I noticed that the problem had been caused by my utter failure to position the right side of the axle in the dropout. That 1/4 inch made a big difference. So big, in fact, that I had to redo the derailleur all over again. I'm convinced that if I had put the stupid wheel on correctly in the first place, little or no adjustment would have been required.
In any event, after only five hours of misery, I was ready to ride! I took the bike out and everything worked fine. Unfortunately, the difference between the cassettes was so slight that the change didn't make any discernible difference. I could have put on a different valve cap and felt it just as much. I did notice a discernible difference in my back, neck, arms and legs for a day or two, however.
By the way, in my world I would consider this a moderate success, or at least a draw. You should see the failures!
Psalm 23:5
Personally the amateur mistake I am most impressed with seeing is when the wrong side pedals are threaded all the way into the crank arms.
I cannot imagine how much work it takes to do that; I have given up on tasks so much easier than that. If nothing else you have to admire the determination.
Threaded headset stack height.
I did it today.
I've seen this. It's like, man, that had to take forever.
Last week I saw my neighbor and his helper friend swapping a stem and handlebars from one Schwinn to another. Never mind that the stems were both of different sizes and that they left the wedge in the old steer tube.
I was like, "I don't think that's going to work..."
Early on in my days as an aspiring mechanic I was able to get a lock ring on a one piece crank to turn counter-clockwise by using a cheater. I lost my threads.
notoriousDUG said:
Personally the amateur mistake I am most impressed with seeing is when the wrong side pedals are threaded all the way into the crank arms.
I cannot imagine how much work it takes to do that; I have given up on tasks so much easier than that. If nothing else you have to admire the determination.
Left-hand drive on an OPC BMX bike. I don't know how they dealt with the freewheel as I didn't stop to mess with it. Perhaps it was a fixie?
Interesting hack though, I hope they used loctite on the pedal threads.
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