Not only was the weather torrid, I had developing bike problems. An occasional rattling inside the bike frame became ominously persistent and I knew I had to deal with it. Hurtling downhill at 30+mph when you don't trust the bike is scary. I labored into Zanesville suspecting bottom bracket issues. The new location for three sixty bikes took finding, and nearly 2 hours to correctly diagnose and fix dirt and rust inside my rear wheel hub (thanks to unfamiliar gravel riding on the C&O and GAP) followed by wheel washing, but I'm glad I stopped. I want to ride with confidence in my bike, as the riding itself is so hard.
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