Thursday, May 16, 2013
When I do the grilled cheese stop at PMBAR, I purposely leave tools, pump etc at home. I'm not a real rest stop, I am policing FSR 5015. The grilled cheese is an oasis in the woods. I am not prepared to help in case of break down, (unless it is physical then I am prepared). When Mike Pierce and Joel Watson rolled through though, I had a moment of caring. Joel had come up from Charleston to race this beast with Mike, and he had lost a cleat. When he said that his race was over, my heart sank. I know what it feels like to DNF. I went to my truck and pulled out a shoe with the cleat that he needed. He was stoked to be back in the game.
Today, the mail came and Joel sent me a cleat with a little note and an even smaller bicycle. Thanks for spreading the kindness. Little things like that make a person's day so much better!!
The insurance inspector/adjuster/what ever they call them is coming today to let me know if the damage is covered or not. Should be interesting. For some reason, I never thought to make a claim about any of the repairs that I have done. Live and learn, I suppose.
I'll title this project: "Rebuilding My House, 12 feet at a time".
Posted by Stephen at 7:15 AM