The Death Of The Phoenix

You might call this catastrophic frame failure, I call it total heartbreak.

I noticed an odd cadence-like ticking on yesterday’s downtown ride with Susan and thought it might be time for a new bottom bracket, but after rolling through the rain to work this morning (in a record 50 minutes, by the way) little did I realize the danger until the last quarter mile when the angle of the pedals’ rotation changed dramatically. I rode slowly the rest of the way to the office and once there I found this compound fracture where the seat tube and the down tube converge upon the bottom bracket.

As such my blessed and beloved friend of some two-years and almost 5,000 miles had traveled her last — but had somehow heroically managed to stay together enough not to send me to injury or worse upon the roadway.

To say I am in mourning is about as understated as it gets, and remembering our beginning just makes it all the more painful.

Rest in peace, old friend.

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Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with laonstage.com, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."