I redid all the cables, tuned it up, tightened and adjusted the brakes, and several other things. Then I finally took it out for a test ride and some pictures. It rides great! It shifts smoothly and beautifully through all the gears. It looks mighty pretty, too. Now it’s hanging out at the bottom of my stairs for it’s happy, new owner to come pick it up! She should be by tomorrow.
I put new bearings into the races. This is for the BB. Oddly enough here were different sized bearings on each side. I also soaked the derailleurs in some paint thinner and cleaned them thoroughly with yonder toothbrush. Then I hung everything back on the frame and reattached the chain.
Motobecane bottom bracket work.
Rear hub work
I’ve been working on this Motobecane for a really wonderful and helpful coworker at my former bakery. She has always been willing to cover for others, she has learned everything I’ve tried to teach her, and she has always made my job seem easier. She had a few bikes from which to choose, and she went with this old mixte. The Motobecane needed some work, but it wasn’t in the worst shape I’ve seen. The rear hub needed overhauling. The bottom bracket needed overhauling. The derailleurs were all gunked up and had to be removed, cleaned, and lubed. I cleaned up the frame as much as I could while most of the parts were off, then I put it all back together and voila! A tiny bit of tuning and it seems ready to ride. I put some air in the tires, but it’s late and dark and I was up before 5am today, so the test ride will have to be tomorrow. More pictures to come…
I did a tune up for some new folks in town. The bike was in great condition, but the front derailleur was a bit wonky and kept skipping over the middle sprocket when downshifting from high gear. I cleaned the drivetrain and then hit it with some WD-40 followed by lube. That, along with some adjustments of the limit screws, got the rear derailleur all sorted out. The front, however, just didn’t like me, or something. In the end I removed it, scrubbed and cleaned it, decreased and lubed it, and worked it back and forth a lot along the way. Then I placed it back on the bike and tried over and over to make it work properly, but no matter what adjustments I made it would not stop skipping that gear. So I worked out everything else I could find and took a few tools along for the test ride. I kept making small adjustments to the tension and the angle of the derailleur until suddenly, when all hope seemed lost, some combination finally worked and the problem was fixed. I rode it around some more, shifting my ass off, until I was satisfied. Oddly enough, I later passed the owner while she was riding around Back Cove with her family, so I got the chance to swing around and check in on the bike. She said it was running better than ever, which made me feel fantastic. What a pleasant bit of happenstance!
Out for a night on the town and I run into Mr. Peewee Herman outside of Grace! And I have a date with this marshmallow man in the very near future since I didn’t have time to grab one on my way to the burlesque show. Hot damn! That all happened so fast.