Today was no exception. After a pretty decent weekend I woke up this morning and rode out to my CPA on PGA Blvd to pick up my taxes. The bike’s been running odd lately so I was just taking it easy.

As I pull off the exit for PGA I downshifted to first, then neutral (my bike doesn’t show what gear it’s in). Neutral felt kind of loose to get in the shifter under my left foot was acting weird. So I took off in first and tried to go to second when nothing… it wouldn’t shift. The entire pedal assembly had lost a bolt so pulling the shifter up did nothing.

Ensue cussing… After pulling over I walked back about a half mile or more to the exit and looked for the bolt. I found two along the walk and somehow one actually fit. It wasn’t the one I lost but it fit so I picked my taxes up and headed home….gently. Picked up a bolt from the bike shop on the way home and finally got it all put back together.

What a nightmare. The damn Gremlins are pulling my bike apart!