… but sprox and chains excite me
Another first today – the Africa Twin had to go in for replacement chains and sprockets. The Triumph hasn’t needed them yet, and Ruby had a shaft drive, so this is a new experience. After another excursion on the dinky Suzuki (“better than walking, but only just” said the man behind the counter, handing over the keys) I collected 2Moos and rode back to work.
I like new tyres. I love the three-dimensional fluidity they bring to my riding, for the brief period before I square them off again. The new chain brought fine throttle control and the re-introduction of engine braking to my arsenal. And we could accelerate without sounding like there was a spanner stuck in the spokes.
But the gear change didn’t feel right. So when I was back in my parking space I knelt down for a look and found the chain was tighter than a mermaid’s fish mitten. If I’d been sensible I’d have checked it while I was still outside the shop, but it didn’t take long to nip back over and ask politely for someone to come and check the tension with me.
There was a slight rolling of eyes and a patient explanation of how to check a chain. You do this, and then you do this, and then yes, it’s too tight. Which was a relief. Junior garage person was chastised and told to try again, and I’ve been given a compensatory tin of chain lube. Thanks due to Graham for showing me how to check!