This post was going to be titled "40 Miles to Fort Harrison ".
Knowing that I had Good Friday off for many weeks I some how forgot to organize a ride. Thursday came too soon and I quickly threw together a cue sheet and invite. Of course no one else had off so I would be riding solo. This will be easier in pictures...
Bright and early at 10am.Knowing that I had Good Friday off for many weeks I some how forgot to organize a ride. Thursday came too soon and I quickly threw together a cue sheet and invite. Of course no one else had off so I would be riding solo. This will be easier in pictures...
I made it all the way to Libbie when I got a flat tire.
Easy enough to fix with a patch kit.
Well if you have glue it is.
No glue means no tube, no tube means a 2 mile walk to the bike store.
A new tube a little elbow grease and I am off.
To meet Grant for lunch.
We ran into Elizabeth.
A bike with cool red rims.
And one covered in PBR cans.
And back to the road.
Through downtown Richmond.
To Dock St.
To my unplanned final destination.
Unplanned because I got another flat.
A nice view of the city.
And a Civil War marker.
Back home by way of the city.
Main St.
Patterson Ave.
And another pinch flat, for a grand total of three flat tires on one 27 mile bike ride. When I was about three miles from home turning right from Patterson to Three Chopt I heard a thump and felt my tire go all goosey. I patched it and cursed and prayed the whole way home. A bit of an adventure, mystery and pain, but a great way to spend a Friday.By the way all of the photos of the road are by way of the Gorillapod mounted to my handlebar.
2 comments:
Even though you did not get reach your original goal you seem to still get some good riding in. Beside the flat tire setbacks sounds like a good way to spend the day off. I think I would have traded in my day of work to have ten flat tires. Looks like a gorgeous day.
Sucks about the flats. It looks like the Gorillapod takes good road shots.
Those new Schwalbes are gonna be sweet.
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