|A blue-sky window of opportunity|
This was unexpected, by the way. I had not planned on having the Gravel Bus readied so soon. I had ordered the incorrect caliper for the front brake and I had re-ordered that, but the tracking on the package said it would not arrive until Monday. However, on Friday the package was in the mail box, so the assembly mode was on!
Things went together really well, to be honest. Generally there is some difficult bits during a frame-up assembly. Things unforeseen that pop up to bite you. Fortunately, the only thing I screwed up on was the caliper, and otherwise everything went according to plan. Almost too good, one might think. Even the previously unknown to me eccentric bottom bracket from Wheels Manufacturing went in and adjusted up so well it was almost child's play to do the install. Scary. Things never work like this in the 'real world' of bicycle mechanic work where several different parts come together in a way never foreseen and you are the one that gets to discover that something is not as compatible as it was sold to be.
So, I was wary of all of that success and did a pretty thorough check-over twice before going to bed Friday night. Then on Saturday, I packed an unusual tool kit, to ward against any possibility of failure or maladjustment, and a little 'fore-noon', (Official Old Farmer Jargon), I set sail on the gravel seas to see how this Standard Rando v2 would stack up against my other bikes.
|Temporary wheel set here, but otherwise, this is it.|
|I came across this field of red clover.|
|The wild day lilies were popping all over.|
|I met these two shy pooches along the way to seeing that big glacial erratic.|
|There really is nothing near this rock that would help in discovering the reason it was engraved.|
|A close up of the engraving in the rock's face.|
A quick check of the records I could find online turned up Frank Thiltgen, born in Luxemborg in 1846 and records show that he had property near where this rock is. This would have been off of Crane Creek Road back toward Elk Run Creek proper to the West. It could be that this stone marks the place where the road went back to the family farm at one time. Perhaps settled in 1875? I also learned that Frank Thiltgen is buried nearby at the St. Francis Cemetery, which I have images of on the blog here from time to time. So, the whole thing may be solved by that and may no longer be a mystery to me. History, the internet, and a little searching.
|Another field full of different wild flowers.|
|A barn quilt on a shed? Shed quilt? Found on Crane Creek Road.|
|Barns for Jason #1|
|Barns for Jason #2. This one is a real stunner!|
|Tiiiiiin roof!...................rusted! Love shack baby!|
|The corn here must have been 8 feet tall.|
|Another big rock- This one larger than a dump truck.|
And the whole single speed thing, well...... I am really enjoying it. I really believe I am a single speeder at heart. I just don't have any problems riding a single gear bike at all anywhere. It may limit me at times, for sure, but there is something about single speed riding that just makes me feel 'right', for lack of a better explanation.
But that said, I ain't givin' up any geared bikes anytime soon!