Fat Lad is Prepared*

*Or alternatively Fat Lad says dib dib dib, dob dob dob…..

On last nights very slippy but quite frankly more-fun-than-grown-men-and-women-should-be-allowed-to-have-whilst-clothed ride I splashed through the stream crossing and while putting out the enormous power of my thighs there was a satisfyingly loud crack as the folowing happened:

Now, we’d not been riding long and I didn’t fancy going back home standing all the way so it was time to root through the Camelbak to see what I had to hand:

Pump – nope

Shock Pump – oooh I’ve got a shock pump, I wondered where that had gone

Inner Tube – Yet to be sold on tubeless

Inner Tube 2 – We’ll, I’ve got two Wheels

Inner Tube 3 – Can’t be too careful

Granola Bar – Tasty but not useful

Saddle – Useful

Zip Ties – Ahh those might work…

“Hang on a minute. A saddle!” One of my fellow pootlers cried…

“Oh yeah that’ll do it…” 

Now, my camelback does have a reputation for having everything but the kitchen sink in there, but even I normally don’t carry a saddle with me. The specialized one had started to creak and groan a bit a few rides previous and I didn’t want to risk the CVMBC on it, so I stuck the stock granite one in 🙂

I’m thinking about folding frames now for some strange reason though…

Fat Lad


  1. Posted May 20, 2009 at 4:28 pm | Permalink

    You had a spare saddle, that is classic!

  2. Posted May 21, 2009 at 9:16 am | Permalink

    Ah the legend of Fatlads bottomless camelback lives on. Spare saddle is fairly gnarly spare to carry!

    I’m impressed!

  3. Posted May 23, 2009 at 2:49 am | Permalink


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