It is a sad day.
My lovely, marvellous, fabulous electric bike cratered. I was going up the steepest part of my ride, and the electric motor in the front started sounding like a pack of dying hyenas.
Luckily, I was just arriving at work. Nothing seems wrong when the power is off, so I rode home on a 'normal' bike.
Normal, except the bloody thing weights a lot more than a normal bike.
Anyhow, it's at home. Tomorrow I'll car share with my wife. Will pop the bike rack on and haul my beauty off to the shop.
Could take a long time to fix, which is NOT lovely. Might be nothing much, and my fingers are crossed.
No comments:
Post a Comment