Yesterday morning I’d planned to do an early 50-60 mile ride, and I was very much looking forward to it. It’s been a while since I’ve ridden the West Orange Trail, the South Lake Trail and the NTC extension, so I decided to do that route.
There was a narrow band of fairly strong storms in the area, but they looked like they were north of where I was going to be riding. Of course–as has been the case all week long–it started to rain as I was preparing to depart from the trailhead.
As I rode along warming up, the rain started coming down much harder. The wind was blowing the heavy rain back into my face, and it was not enjoyable. About 2 or 3 miles in I considered turning back. I wish I had.
I thought, “Whatever, I’m already soaked. Maybe the rain will let up soon.” I rode on.
After about 25 miles or so it finally stopped raining. The sun began to peak through here and there, adding a nice dose of humidity to an already miserable ride.
About 40 miles in I came to a wooden bridge that I’ve been over a million times before. These wooden bridges can be slick, and so I was careful to hold a very straight line. I was at the very end of the bridge doing right at 20 MPH, and before I realized what was happening I was on the ground, sliding along the pavement.
When I finally stopped, the strongest pain sensation was my right pinky. My very first thought was, “Damn, I broke my finger!” The pinky looked straight. I could bend it and move it around. Whew–just jammed.
Of course my attention quickly turned to my bike. I gathered myself off the pavement and, still stunned, picked up my poor bike. I quickly saw that the rear derailleur hanger had snapped, and the rear derailleur was lying on the ground.
So what did I do next? Continue to check my bike for damage? Maybe check myself for damage? Nope, I pulled out my phone, snapped a picture and did a Facebook status update… 😐
For those who don’t know, most modern bikes use a hanger to attach the rear derailleur to the frame. The derailleur hangers are designed to break in half if they meet with a fair amount of force, thus, saving the bike frame.
I carry a spare derailleur hanger on my mountain bike, but I don’t carry one on my road bike (odds are much higher I’d snap a hanger on my mountain bike than my road bike). So I didn’t have a spare. That said, I always carry a chain breaker and zip ties, so I knew I could shorten the chain, zip tie the derailleur to the frame and limp the ~10 miles back to the trailhead as a single speed.
It was at that point that I saw my ride was indeed over. My beautiful new Zipp 404 Firecrest rear wheel was destroyed. These guys are not cheap. I felt sick…
I think the rear derailleur sandwiched between between the wheel and the concrete is what caused the carbon fiber to break. It was a pretty hard fall. Zipp may be able to help me out with a crash replacement (I need to go through a dealer to even have a shot at that), but no matter what it’s still going to be a very expensive replacement. My bike budget is already blown for this year, so this really sucks.
Anyway, I called Lisa, told her what happened and asked her to come pick me up. After hanging up with Lisa, I collected my bike and started walking back across the bridge towards the road. The bridge was so slick that I almost fell again as I started walking across it. I couldn’t believe how slimy and slippery the bridge was! There really should be chicken wire or a sign or something warning people about how slippery the bridge is. I mean, kids ride this trail all the time. Someone could get really hurt.
Speaking of hurt, it was about this time I noticed blood running down my right arm. I got pretty scraped up, but no deep lacerations. I also was feeling some pain from my right upper leg:
When I got home I really just wanted a shower and a couch, but I forced myself to clean up and inspect my bike. The bike frame, thankfully, is just fine–not even a scratch. The right handlebars were bent in slightly, but that was an easy fix. There is a little cosmetic damage on the right brake lever. I hooked the rear derailleur up to the Di2 system, and was relieved to find that it appears to be functioning properly (I won’t know for sure until I get my replacement hanger).
So final damage report: Rear Zipp 404 Firecrest wheel destroyed, broken rear derailleur hanger, bent handlebars, jammed little finger and various cuts, scrapes & bruises.
I’m sore this morning, and the cuts sting, but not as much as the replacement cost of the Zipp will sting. Oh well, it obviously could have been much worse.
By the way, the bridge is on the West Orange Trail near Winter Garden–around the intersection of 9th Street and Plant Street. Please be very careful there (and on any potentially slick surface).
Here’s the entire ride on Strava.