Mrs. Bgddy and I test rode our first tandem today. The shop owner took me out first, he captained for the first mile and a quarter, during which time he showed me exactly how uncomfortable it was to be on the back with no control of the bike. Then I captained it back. After a few adjustments, Mrs. Bgddy and I were up for our test spin.
The saddle was too low and I knew it right out of the gate but I figured I’d just muscle it out for the test ride and have it fitted later. Humorously, after almost sixteen miles of feeling like we just couldn’t get any speed going, I couldn’t take any more of the freaking saddle being too low. My ass was starting to say very mean things to my melon – specifically the pain center. So we stopped right before an intersection and I raised it up about an inch. The next five miles were some of the easiest, fastest miles I’ve ever spent on a bike. All of the instability that we’d been experiencing (that I thought was due to me being a noob on a tandem) stopped instantly… My wife and I rock on that tandem together!
So that’s it, the decision was made on that test ride. She’s coming home and my wife and I will be a tandem couple.
The story doesn’t quite end there though. The owner of our shop has a very dry sense of humor… so we decided to pay him back. After we pulled into the parking lot my wife got off the stoker saddle and stormed in, hollering at Matt that she thought the stoker couldn’t make any mistakes, that the ride was absolutely miserable and she was leaving. We both started laughing and I asked if he would put a bow on it when we picked it up.
This evening I take the Venge in so we can transfer some measurements to the tandem. Too cool.