Yesterday morning, I rode a few miles around Uppity and Broke-Down Stepford before the day’s busyness set in. A warming trend here in this part of Tennessee meant I didn’t wear as much in the way of thermal, fleece, or all-weather neoprene-like garments as lately has been my wont.
One year and 12 days ago, today, I bought a Topeak Joe Blow II floor pump, and last week, when I tried to air-up the Razesa’s tires, the “twin-head” failed. According to reviews of the product on Amazon, this is a common problem with these pumps. Out of warranty, I ordered a replacement part from Todson, Topeak’s replacement parts seller, on Tuesday and got it in Friday’s mail. It installed easily and worked properly. Cheaper than buying a new pump, although it would have been better to have a better product to begin with. With properly inflated tires, the Razesa rode like a different bike.
My goal was to ride more than eight and a half miles and to look at some real estate. Caution-Lady, my wife, wanted me to look at a house about a mile from our own, and I wanted to take a look at a much older house in a less desirable part of town. Also, there’s a house in our neighborhood with a very low asking price that may turn out to be the best bargain. Leaving my house before eight o’clock, I rode past all three houses, stopped and looked at two of them.
The old house in the run-down neighborhood looks like it was built some time between 1920 and 1930 with something simple and pretty in mind that can still be seen after years of neglect. The years of neglect are worrisome. If the property can be had for the price of a vacant lot, which may be all the market can bear at present, it might be worth putting right. The mile-away house has a swimming pool in back, central heating and air, a covered breezeway, and an attached garage. It seems reasonably priced, but the pool would have to go. How much does it cost to have an in-ground pool taken out?
Besides looking at houses, I rode along the tracks to a point past where the pavement ends, and rode back through some poorer neighborhoods, finding a trail that cut through to a large middle school near where I live. I took a couple of pictures on a bluff overlooking the tracks – looking back at the road I took and my shadow. The sun was in the way of taking a photo of the overlook, though. Had to carry the bike over part of the trail, because I and the bike weren’t prepped for cyclocross. That said, the Razesa handles fine on chip-and-seal, as well as packed gravel roads and dry dirt roads. It wouldn’t have done well with the trail mud yesterday, though.