Good thing it's just us, blog, as velomisophonia is deathly boring. The noise came back, having evolved into a full-blown creak. Or should I say re-evolved; I've had that before, on and off. In a unique twist, it would only commence after riding for a while – sometimes as far as 20 miles. Quiet to let your guard down, then
CREAK CREAK CREAKEDY CREAK. This isn't a big hit on a search engine. In those few cases that turned up, replies tended to ignore the part about it being delayed, which strikes me as not insignificant.
Seemed to be coming from the front, though with noises you can never be sure.
Having tried so much else (the previous list isn't exhaustive), I wanted to swap out the forks and/or headset, but neither was going to happen due to disinclination to go through with the operation: prying off cups and crown race, using the only spare 1" forks I have, which I'm not fond of, then having to reverse all that after the inevitable disappointment.
The best I could do was change the stem. I opted for a shorter one, and added a 5mm spacer in case the cap was somehow – don't ask me how – sinking incrementally and bottoming out over the course of a ride, playing musical hell with the steerer. (Mostly it was something else to do.) Finally I very slightly loosened the front axle, normally kept very tight. Hey, a guy on the internet said it worked for him.
Then I went for a nice long hilly ride, heretofore guaranteed to summon any discontent. To underline the seriousness of my mission, I kept the iPod off much of the way. Apparently this is how most people cycle
all the time. Strange but true.
Anyway, success!, though with noise there is
never success, only reprieve.
The possibilities:
a) It's far too soon to be claiming victory.
b) The stem was the culprit. This is my preferred explanation, as it's En*gma branded.
Note the strategic application of tapeNo idea why it would break bad, and then only some way into a ride, but I wouldn't put it past them to have built a devilish flaw into anything they sell.
c) The geometry changed just enough to work a little magic. Satisfying as it would be to have solved this using a branch of mathematics (not one of my better subjects), it leaves the existential dread of a dormant creak. Probably hiding in the star nut.
d) The guy on the internet was right.
d) My wife's lecture on mindfulness did the trick. In other words, there's still a creak, but she managed to upload noise cancelling software into my head.
Thanks, image searchEvil laugh