Winter of 2021 I flew down to Baja for a two week bikepacking trip. I'm the last one of our group of 10 to arrive at the Airbnb and arrive about 5pm the night before we start riding. I knock back a few drinks, catch up with the buds, track down some pesos, buy food for my first week and around 11pm I decide its about time I start building up my bike. I get it unboxed, throw on the wheels, attach some racks, reattach the handebars blah blah blah. Go to take it for a spin, pedal down the path towards the two step staircase down the street, turn the bars for a little counter-steer correction aaaaaaaaaand I hadn't tightened the stem bolts. The bars turn sideways, the wheel doesn't move and I go ass over teakettle down the two stairs. I'm fine but my derailleur is sheared in half.
This was in the height of the covid parts shortages and a shimano 12 speed derailleur of any flavor was unobtanium. I spent the whole night thinking about how to salvage a two week bike trip with a non-functional bike. By dawn I had made peace with my fate and waved goodbye as the crew rode off. I rolled down to a bike shop listed on google maps and lo and behold, they had the biggest stash of components I had seen in a full year. Got myself a new derailleur, they bent my hanger back into shape, I pedaled hard and caught the crew in time for lunch.
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