And I'm back! Had an absolute blast over the 44 days. In total we did 2,668km and ~23,000m of elevation. Unfortunately the P7 didn't hold up so well. I had a lot of problems and probably ended up spending about ~ÂŁ400 on fixing them all! This post will probably sound a bit negative but I did have an amazing time. We did a lot of unpaved roads and trails that really pushed the limits of what rigid, loaded bikes can do.
It started in the Netherlands, where my rear rim formed a big tear on the braking surface. We were in Breda, where 26” bikes were basically extinct. I rode it to a bike shop to buy a rim and took it to get fitted. I forgot that the hubs I have are 32 hole, and was notified by the mechanic at the Trek store (the only shop that wasn't too busy to do the job on the day) that the rim I had got was a mismatch. The tech didn’t realise the spoke hole mismatch only until after he’d taken the old wheel apart, so now I HAD to get a 32 hole rim from somewhere to keep me going. Me and my friend parted ways and eventually were both funnelled to a used shop, where they had lots of nice 26” rims for very nice prices. Amazingly only one of them was 32h. It was a Rigida Grizzly touring rim with a coarse ceramic (CSS) braking surface. This is all they had so I took it. I didn’t realise this rim required specific pads and the shop staff didn’t mention it to me at all. I got it for €15.
I took the wheel back to the shop and after an hour of waiting I received my bike back. A short ride to the town center later and what was left of my rear brake pads was completely gone. I didn’t really realise and just swapped my pads to some fresh ones. 15 min later they were completely gone too… The tech in the Trek store didn’t mention the need for pads at all either. I thought ceramic pads would work, and a day or so later I ordered them and my girlfriend would bring them to me when she came to visit the next weekend in Stuttgart. I rode about 450km that week with only a front brake, luckily it wasn't too hilly but I did have some hairy moments. It was quite the spectacle, flying down a hill in a cloud of red brake dust! During that week I also dealt with a slipping seatpost, and a slew of punctures. There was also an incident with a stick and the piece of cable that runs down to the rear derailleur. I’d stupidly routed the cable behind my rear rack, rather than in front of it, and a stick had snagged the cable and pushed it into my cassette, making it get caught between my chain and one of the cogs, bending the cable quite badly which made my shifting sluggish. At this point I also got really scared of the same thing happening to my front wheel as it was as equally worn as my rear, so I bought a replacement for about £30. Was an easy swap and also got to keep my XTR front hub.
We landed in Stuttgart for the weekend and I took my bike to the shop in the morning of the day we were meant to leave. I needed the cable replaced and the rear wheel trued. They told me to come back at 6:45pm if I didn’t get a text in the next 2 hours. I didn’t receive the text and of course forgot to go back before they closed. We were both so tired and it was the middle of a heatwave, 31-34C every day, so we booked the same hotel for another night and got ready to get the bike tomorrow morning. Just as we were heading out the door, i put in the bike shop on my friends phone for him to cycle there, and saw it was closed on Tuesdays…. Anyways, one more day in a hotel in Stuttgart later and I got my bike back. They fixed the rear deraileur cable but told me that my rear wheel was true and it was the tire that was untrue? This is also when I discovered that the "regular" ceramic pads my girlfriend had bought me were no use either. I read the Rigida product page, properly this time, and realised I needed
specific Swissstop CSS pads. ÂŁ25 a pair! With shipping and customs it ended up being ÂŁ91 to ship 2 pairs of brake pads from the UK to Austria.

A bunch of scary downhill gravel descents later, I got the pads and I finally had brakes!
After all this faff it was pretty smooth sailing. My lower jockey wheel cracked and I managed to find a replacement in Austria. My saddle was also slipping backwards in the clamp but after stopping 6 times and trying carbon gripper paste, electrical tape, and tightening the shit out of it I gave up and just endured the pain. To top it all off, my chain snapped just after we arrived to our final hotel.
Attached some bike-oriented photos below. Something I learnt from this whole experience is that 26" parts are rare in Europe. My friends Giant Toughroad had a total of two problems the whole time. One puncture and a broken front pannier rack. Definetly made me jealous, and slightly regret building the unicorn that I did. As for future plans for the P7, I'm not really too sure. I think I want to go disc brake and suspension fork and take it proper mountain biking. There isn't much around London though! It needs a fair amount of TLC.