Nobody will work on my bike. I spent three hours last night manhandling it into Alexis’ truck and down to some shop in White Center that said they would fix it, only to get a call this morning from an irritated mechanic who doesn’t like what he sees.
Time to give up, I think. It’s a sexy, bad-ass bike, but this just is not working out.
Maybe I’ll try again next summer, with a newer machine.