Thought I'd beat the forecasted morning rain by heading out early to The Pines. As I was gearing up at the trailhead I realized that I had forgotten my gloves, a bit of a bad omen as to what lies ahead. I hate riding without gloves, my hands get beat all the hell and torn up every time I do it. Today would be no exception.
Trails were a bit tacky but no real mud anywhere, everything started out well enough. I was riding the Red loop with all the Black options, doing quite well I might add. The rain started, it was gentle enough so I carried on into Doug's Delirium. By time I was nearing the end of Cardiac Hill the rain was getting a bit harder but I didn't have much left to ride now anyways. I took the Black option into Bloody Lung. I was riding hard, nearing the top of one of the many root infested climbs in this section when my rear tire slipped ever so gently then came to a full hook up in the granny gear. A loud pop and crunching and I was off the bike. A quick spin of the back wheel showed that the freehub had blown up and was now locked. Great, a fixed gear MTB for the rest of the ride. I decided to call it and walked out to the nearest Red trail section. I was able to ride along the remaining Red Trail (This Trail Sucks, thats really the name) as long as I didn't stop pedalling.
Nearing the parking lot I rode over a rock garden at the exit that I always do and stopped pedalling to let the cranks clear the rocks. More popping and banging. Now my bike would not more forward at all. The freehub internals had disintegrated and I could spin freely in both directions. Good thing I was at the parking lot. I tossed the bike in the truck and left, knowing that I've got some hub servicing to do. Fucking Shimano freehub bodies.
The Bric...._ mountain biker, road rider, heavyweight gear abuser. Built like a brick sh*thouse. No bike is safe.