This is my freewheel. Seriously not funny as I descended yet another massive pass with the fear of it locking as we turned through dropping hairpin bends. It kept clicking and grinding away and today we are hopefully getting it fixed at ‘Torpedo 7’ Queenstown but will likely be here until Wednesday.
There are many morals to this tale and the obvious one is the world has become ‘Shimano’ and not ‘Campagnola’. More fool me but I’m lucky to have got here.