Beautiful summer day. The weather started off a little cooler so I was able to get a leisurely start at 8am. I spent three hours wondering around with a couple of stops at local parks so Betzi could exercise her nose. Towards the end of the ride I started to feel a distinctive thump...thump...thump coming from my right tire. Sure the enough the tire was toast. I looked down at the exposed lining and the expanding bulge of my Schwalbe Marathon and pleaded with it to hold up until I got home. I let a little pressure out of the tire and I made it home.
|This poor little guy was sitting at the park all alone waiting to go home.|
|We have some good open roads that are well used by cyclists on weekend mornings. Not to long ago I even saw Dana from Bent Up Cycles out this way while he was doing one of his "big" rides.|