Commuted to our Parkland Chorus concert last night, at a church on campus. Last week one of my biking buddies had his bike swiped "in front of McKinley" - which could be a couple places, but maybe it was this church... and Danged if I don't arrive and my lock is not with me.
(Spoiler: it didn't get swiped or anything.)
In hindsight, I should have found somebody with the authority to let me bring it in and stash it somewehre, since 1 minute before the concert I was presented with that option... but I had already found a crowded spot on a rack in the back with 10 other bikes, one a nasty Next that looked like it had been locked there all year and another that wasn't locked at all, which told me some bikes *were* too nasty to get swiped (yet). So I leaned my baby against the locked nasty one, grabbed the long cable combo lock that was dangling from the rack and wrapped it over my handlebars so it kinda sorta looked locked, and then took the abandoned Huffy and made a snug sandwich on top of it, took my tools and stuff from the bags, and went inside and decided that hey, if Icame out and it was gone, I'd see what I could get from my homeowner's insurance and tap into savings and get that adorable Trek Transport.
Happily, even my extremely easily extractable light was still on (I'd forgotten to snatch it)... and I *hadn't* left the Garmin on it... but no, I really *should* have asked about taking it in because then I would have been informed that, in fact, the reason I didn't have my lock was 'cause I'd left it in the church at dress rehearsal (when I'd been riding the folder, which I *had* just taken inside and tucked behind things, because it is TOO CUTE even with a cable lock).
...and I successfully replaced the back tyre, but had to do it twice because just trying to get it down to th ebike project, the first old tyre I put on 'til I could do better went flat and :