The brakes were a pain in the ass. Compared to the front derailleur though, they were a walk in the park on a moderate and sunny day.
This is because it was missing. Somehow I missed that...and then the SBR lacked a front one that fit. So I tried to make one fit with a nylon shim which worked at first. And then every time I changed gears, the derailleur would wriggle down the tube. Till it hung up on the large chainring and went crazy wonky.
After two hours of fighting with that we called it a night.
This has been a weekend of discoveries though:
1. I really like some of these wicking shirts. I haven't bought anything nike since middle-school till the shirt I am wearing right now, and it was cool and comfortable all day long.
2. I might like canti brakes. I've defended the old sidepull brakes forever, but the cantilevered brakes were easy to adjust. And move on more axis than my brakes on Frenchie.
3. With the addition of a tin snips to cut cables and housing, I had all the tools I needed in my tool wedge.
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