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Adventures...
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Hello again! Here I am again, Squirrel!
On the screen you see the text that I
volunteered to write in this issue
of one's own free will (in fact, all
the columns that I run were suggested
me). By the way, this section is not
will be constant (i.e. it will not
was conceived as such) and will be
appear as information becomes available,
although each of you can contribute to the matter
the consistency of the rubrics makes its contribution. (But about
later).
Now a little about the section itself. Everyone
a self-respecting user knows what it means
translated from English the word Adventures (
for non-users: Adventures). Here I am
I decided that I will no longer write in the section
LIFE... about our adventures (how it was
in CRSRD#2 ), but I will move this topic as
separate. This is how this column was born. A
The impetus for writing this article was
what you will read about below.
17 km on 4 wheels.
"Hold me, Straw, Hold me!"
Song performed by A. B. Pugacheva.
This was in early August. There was something to do
nothing just released ( me and Atom (
although he released it alone) ) CRSRD#3 and
decided to give ourselves a few days to rest
from our Lovely Speccy. But when we do
decided, it immediately became clear that the most
give timework for our muscles. And so
another decision was made - to go
somewhere far away (in a good way) on
bicycles.
Local time 14.00.
We are sitting near someone's house (14 floors)
and decide where to go. We decided that we were going
to Also (freelance correspondent CRSRD#1
) to the camp where she is doing internship.
Immediately after this we decided to go home to
take the keys to the garages where our
'pedal horses'. When I got home I screwed up
The keys are not in the usual place. I'm waiting for a call
Atom, and he called and said that it wasn’t a mess
I missed him too (no keys either)... No
I will describe what happened next, because I didn’t
is of particular importance and is not
a harmonious addition to the article...
Local time 17.00.
We're going to my garage (I'm on the trunk) and I
I curse everything in the world (who went to
the trunk of a bicycle on a rough road,
will understand me). Having arrived, I somehow stood on
legs and opened the garage, put the 'horse' on
wheels. While I was producing the necessary
manipulation, Atom discovered that it
the wheel brakes against the rear fork (
the eight is freaking beautiful). I gave him
hammer and he used it to drum
on the ill-fated wheel. Then with mine
helped to center the wheel and set off
on the road.
Local time 18.20.
After driving about 100 meters the chain fell off.
We fiddled around for another 15 minutes. Then we drove another
4-5 kilometers chain onAtom bike
completely torn. Fortunately nearby
there was something like a gardening
society. They grabbed some guy and shook him
he has a hammer. The man took it out. We riveted
chain, but she could again at any moment
throw away your skates. The man took out the machine
the oil and chain were lubricated (which is more likely
only increased its service life).
After thanking the man, we left. (still to the goal
15-16 kilometers). On the road Atom was driving
carefully - on the climbs I dragged my own
bike, when descending from the mountains, it slowed down,
I tried not to shake. So we got to
camps.
Local time 20.00
We hung out at the camp; shook
eat, drink; told everyone we knew about
Glazov news and went back.
Local time 21.00.
We drove fast. Atom completely (probably)
forgot about my number one problem (chains)
and drove along with me. But then it happened
terrible thing: the chain broke and it was on that
the place where it was torn before (about
same settlement). Riveted in
twilight with sparse lighting
passing by at great speed
cars by roadside stones. So in
By 23.00 we were already home.
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