For want of a nail...
For more than a month I had been looking forward to riding in the Tiny Mountain Ride being put on by local enthusiasts, Erik Swanson and Friends. It took place yesterday and in preparation, I had done all the things I was supposed to do. I filled up with gas, oil and air and I checked all the things that might break, leak or otherwise fail... all except for the clutch cable.
Sure enough, we left Clovis (Fresno) heading for the Central California foothills when less than ten miles out of town, my clutch started "feeling funny".. The amount of play in the clutch lever suddenly increased dramatically so that the clutch wouldn't engage until the lever had traveled more than halfway along it's track. I considered trying to baby the clutch through the next 100 miles, but I have been stranded with clutch troubles three times in the past and I didn't want to go for a Grand Slam. For that reason, at the next intersection 24 riders turned right towards the foothills and one turned left back to Fresno.
Today I checked things out and found that all it was was a loose clamp. Apparently the clamp on the clutch cable had loosened enough so that it moved back down the cable far enough to create too much slack in the line and screw up the clutch operation. I've never heard of that happening before so I'm a little concerned that some other problem, perhaps in the clutch itself, caused that clamp to move and that it's going to come back and bite me in the ass when I least expect it.
For now, I've re-positioned the clamp and tightened it down AND I'm going to add a second clamp behind it just if case. Then I'll keep my fingers crossed.
What really annoys me is that I didn't think to precheck the clutch cable. If I had, I probably would have caught the loose clamp, tightened it and enjoyed the Tiny Mountain Ride. Instead, I didn't get to go and all for the want of a nail.
About 25 us left Clovis... 24 returned.