I rode this bike two days ago. Same trail. I pointed this bike over that little edge there in the photo and found a particular part of the trail that decided to grab on to the front wheel, twist it sideways, and make it unride-able. So I stopped by the bike shop, picked up a rim, cut some spokes, and went home and made myself another wheel. Here it is, pointed at the same bit of trail that destroyed it two days before. I rode it, cleaned it, and felt good about it. And then parked the bike. I've had that bike since 1995. I don't know if I'll ever ride it again. Maybe. Maybe not. But I'm glad I rebuilt the wheel for that one last ride.
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