When do you say enough and put them down?
I went out on a nice morning ride the other day on one of our local trails and was just getting up on the pedals when CRUNCH. Caught a rock in the wheels of the rear derailleur and mangled everything. Broke the B screw mount, stripped teeth off of both pulleys, bent the cages, and broke off the entire drop on the bike frame. This is my old Trek 2200 aluminum lugged carbon tubed campy equipped favorite road bike. The old 8 speed derailleur is impossible to find parts for, and the drop looks to be part of the aluminum forging of the rear frame. I feel like I'm putting down my favorite dog. I am finding at my age, there are things in my life that are hard to say good bye to. And not just people. Any sage wisdom out there?