Small Parts
I am not a clean man. I mean, not that I'm not clean now. That is, I took a shower this morning, and everything. What I'm trying to say is, I'm unorganized and messy.
Right off the bat, the road cyclists in you are saying things like, "Typical mountain biker." C'mon, though, that's just not fair. I've met quite a few mountain bikers (well, one or two, at least) that clean their bikes from time to time. Moreover, I know a number of road cyclists (well, me, anyway) who like having a road bike because they (I) never need to clean it. No mud = no cleaning.
Anyway, being messy means I have various cardboard boxes in my garage with random assortments of parts. Some parts I'll never use again. Others will be critical to me the next time I decide to change things up in my stable of bikes.
The problem, though, is knowing which is which.
The last time I really cleaned out my garage and decided to get rid of everything I was never going to use again, I got rid of something that was absolutely necessary for me about 6 months later. I cursed my one-time clean ways.
But, I started to notice, the other day, a specific part that seems to be everywhere. EVERYWHERE, I tell you. And, I almost never want it. It's very small. I get new ones all the time, though not by choice. The only time these are even remotely useful is in really muddy rides which, as I believe I've mentioned before, I try to avoid.
The part: Presta Valve Stem Cap
I've found these little buggers:
- laundry room
- dresser drawer
- coin drawer/ash tray of car
- glove compartment of car
- door compartment of car
- trunk of car
- seat-pack(s)
- hydration pack(s)
- together with spare cleat-bolts and other assorted items in an empty 35mm film canister
- zippered jersey pocket
- tool box
- every one of my random cardboard boxes full of parts which fill up my garage.
A note to inner-tube manufacturers: Thanks, but I'm good with this part. I've had my fill. For life. I don't believe I will ever need any more of these. Ever.
1 comments:
Sure, I have the caps laying around, but what I find scattered EVERYWHERE are the little knurled nuts for Presta valves. I can't throw them away, either. It's an illness, I tell you.
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