....if you're belting down a hill like Pentonville Road / City Road etc and the f****** chain snaps? You're obviously f*****! White Lion Hill onto the Embankment doesn't bear thinking about. I've just acquired a fixie. I can't ride it yet but I'm considering switching to it for summer. Having been dumped in the Aldwych and the Marylebone Road at speed by broken cranks in the past, the prospect of a chain breaking scares the crap out of me. I suppose I could get the drill out but I don't want to do that. I know chains shouldn't snap on a downhill stretch but I need some reassurance.
That's not even the worst of it. Have you seen Crimewatch? The streets are infested with murderers, paedophiles, muggers and all kind of hoodlums, ragamuffins and ne'er do-wells. Best just to stay at home and lock the doors.
For a polo bike, I dont think it matters which way up you put it, other than for aesthetic purposes. It was designed for smoother sprocket grinds, not an issue unless youre doing awesome rad stunts on your polo bike!
@ Toby Wong...even more dangerous than a broken chain is a loose chain, a few years ago coming down Charing X into Trafalgar Sq. at a considerable speed, my chain jumped making my bike freeweel and as I put my right foot on the back tyre to slow down, the chain winded up the cog suddendly locking the wheel...luckily enough I was youn and fit with good skidding skills to save my teeth...and in that case a front brake would have made it worst!
@Toby Wong, may I suggest steering towards the nearest lamp post and grabbing it with both arms, tight.
I've had a loose chain come off twice, and for the third time this afternoon coming down Croom's Hill in Greenwich - skidded safely to a halt before I even had time to properly panic. I don't know, maybe there is a case for having a brake.
I actually think it's more dangerous to forget that you're on a fixie. My classic was on day three, and involved my daily ritual of standing up on the pedals to look at the water as I crossed the Regent's Canal in Dalston. The next thing I can remember is my head hitting some railings HARD. I can still remember the sound it made to this day, like my head was a giant bell that had just struck One O Clock.
Toby the simple answer is fit a front brake, then if it snaps and doesn't get caught in anything (yeh right, like thats gonna not happen!) you can simply gently brake to a stop, and go back to retrieve your chain. No brakes aint for me - good luck brakeless crew
"My classic was on day three, and involved my daily ritual of standing up on the pedals to look at the water as I crossed the Regent's Canal in Dalston. "
Strange you should say that, my first "fixwheel incident" was in exactly the same spot, dunno how I didnt come off, saw a massive pothole in the road and instinctively tried to freewheel over it... ooops!
i personally have never ridden a fixie .. but in theory ... it's a guaranteed s**tstorm on wheels ... pentonville rd? .. try highate O_O .. i had to drop to there once ... coming back was fun tho :P
It's possible to do a cog without a lockring so tight that it won't come loose on the road, I've seen it done and done it myself. You (sort of) take the wheel off and twist the chain around the pedals and puuuuush. Guaranteed.
"It's possible to do a cog without a lockring so tight that it won't come loose on the road, I've seen it done and done it myself. You (sort of) take the wheel off and twist the chain around the pedals and puuuuush. Guaranteed.
i am a real man. "
A real man? Looks like your into "doing" slack "rings" mate. If youve done it and its guaranteed, I'll take your word for it. Doubt its everyones cup of tea though. Lets not even get into the "puuuuuushing" Ahem...
Captinkhaos, brilliant film, reminds me of the alleycat, "meet farmer joe." The last intersection you went through with no hands, no feet, wobbling through the oncoming traffic, i couldn't believe it, and you won, beating me and donny to the meat market. I went to shake your hand in disbelief and realised you were also wearing a blindfold. Long live Marco!
I imagine a normal trip to Evans might become quite complicated if you start openly denouncing everyone of conducting same-sex unions in the sock aisle and cruising by the Campag cabinet.
Okay, this is all getting a bit too homophobic for my liking. The implication that a man who isn't straight is not a real man and how same-sex unions are worthy of being denounced.