Strike 1, Strike 2…
I couldn’t wait for the weekend this week. I sometimes forget how early it gets dark these days. I’m finding it hard to get in any cycling throughout the week due to the lack of light. On Saturday I was excited to finally get out for some quality riding.
Currently I’m just finishing up a rest week so my exercise volume is much lower. My plan was to ride my cyclocross bike in Gatineau park for a couple hours. The trails are endless here! The riding is mostly up or down as it is quite hilly.

The pre-quill of this story is I was cycling down a steep pavement section where I grabbed a gel from my profile box that I attach to the front of my bike. Pulling it out caused my phone to come out too and it goes skidding on the ground at 45Km/h. I brake, pedal up to see if it’s alright. A couple scratched but its all good! I decide that it’s probably a better idea if I just put the cell in my bag attached to the seat post for safe keeping. I keep pedaling.

After 90 minutes I’m riding along when I hear something drop. I was in a technical section so I couldn’t look behind me. As my mind is concentrating on going through the rocky terrain I feel something brushing my leg, my tube! When I got onto some softer ground I looked back to see that all the contents of my bicycle bag had been strewn over the last 25 meters. Apparently the zipper got lazy and stopped holding.
I looked up the trail where I had just been down and saw my yellow tire lever and my tube. What I didn’t see though was my phone. I made a deal with the forest that if they returned my phone they could keep my multi-tool (didn’t work because I found the tool).
For the next 45 minutes I tried searching for the phone. I tried calling it from someones phone and also telling about 45 people what had happen because I was walking my perfectly intact bicycle.
I had been riding for awhile, covering 30-35K, so retracing my steps would take a couple hours. I figured the phone would turn up with someone else or it would be plant food. I rode for home.
For those that don’t know, this spring I broke a perfectly good cell phone (my expensive Xmas gift). It was a huge fiasco because I drove the whole western seaboard of the states without one, relying on calling card. How did people use to travel?!

Upon getting home Amanda gave me the good news that someone had found the phone. They had called just before I had (I borrowed someones phone to say I had lost it). It sounded like it wasn’t near to where I was, which meant I would have been searching forever. Good news!
I was trying to think at why I had been punished for loosing my phone. I sometimes think the world has a funny way of getting even, so I figure it was me feeling good about getting my job. Jerk world.
Anywho, no harm done and I get to keep my phone! For those that think I shouldn’t own expensive electronics this phone is the cheapest you can buy. So I atleast know myself!
Thanks for reading! I’m racing next weekend which means I’ll have some footage to show!
Happy Tranin!
Cliff
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