Well, it was a long shot and we remained optimistic right up and until today when it became pretty clear our Calfee tandem would not make it home in time for Sunday’s Tandem Club of Georgia ride.
The diagnosis was a weak weld at the front top coupler. While it was a relatively easy fix that only required the talents of Calfee’s welder, he wasn’t available last week and Monday was a holiday. So, just based on the automatic emails that Calfee’s integrated work flow system generates as bikes move through the repair process, it would appear that the repair has been completed and the bike was being prepped for shipping today. But, this being Thursday and with 2,419.5 miles between our front door and Calfee’s shipping department, I’m not expecting to see a box sitting on the porch before Sunday. Oh well, it is what it is. It will just be nice to have the frame back knowing that it has been fully inspected and repaired.
We had some very wonderful offers for loaner tandems to fill the void while the frame was out for repair and we remain thankful that we have so many good and generous friends who are always ready to lend a hand or a tandem. However, as mentioned in my last entry, the first weekend we were without the Calfee tandem Saturday was tied up with our youngest granddaughter’s birthday party smack dab in the middle of the day and on Sunday the rains arrived. This past weekend we were on a three-day motorcycle trip to North Carolina and Tennessee, so once again… no time for tandems. As we approach this weekend, Debbie is once again tied up with the grandkids on Saturday so even if we did have our tandem back there would be no time for a tune-up / shake down ride before the club ride. Now, we thought about pulling down the triplet and seeing if there might be any takers for joining us as a trio… but I think we’ve just decided to use Sunday as a catch-up day for projects at the house since we’ll be gone for three of four weekends in October.
With any luck, we’ll get the frame back next week so that we’ll have two weekends of riding before we head to Richmond, Virginia, for the Southern Tandem Rally. Not that two weekends on the tandem will make up for the three that we will have been grounded.
Oh, the keys… not a peep from anyone so I suspect they’re still out there sitting under some leaves and slowly merging with the Earth.