- Location
- Glasgow
But I didn't, not this time.
More precisely, should have listened to @Mr.Jamie, who in his wisdoms recommends carrying a spare inner tube even if you have slimed tyres.
I usually do, will do again, always, I swear! needed to lighten my rucksack this morning, knew I would return from my shift at the Good Food Show loaded with a bumper cargo of german sausages and giant stuffed olives
Rode my Boris to work, he had a visit from the P.fairy a while ago, tube self healed like by magic, should have changed it nevertheless ... but I didn't. Should have taken Gonzales instead ... but I didn't.
My back wheel deflated in proximity of the Glasgow Green cycling club's Sunday morning meeting point, not for the first time in that spot either: it seems I am destined to embarrass myself in front of that crowd in a loop of deja vu: last winter they saw me sliding on ice, probably they are still laughing!
No chance of a magically repaired tube this time: my pump tries a valve to valve resuscitation to no avail.
We have a problem, Huston!
Phone my work, all good. Could have walked the couple of miles left in 30 min, for time keeping's sake decided to walk out of the park, phone a black taxi.
The driver did not like the idea of my bike near his upholstery (you would think I was trying to get him to transport a butchered pig), let me sit on the floor of the cab holding the bike, was altogether really rude.
Got my revenge by leaving him a hefty tip with a disdained look
Will never ignore CycleChat's advice ever again.
More precisely, should have listened to @Mr.Jamie, who in his wisdoms recommends carrying a spare inner tube even if you have slimed tyres.
I usually do, will do again, always, I swear! needed to lighten my rucksack this morning, knew I would return from my shift at the Good Food Show loaded with a bumper cargo of german sausages and giant stuffed olives
Rode my Boris to work, he had a visit from the P.fairy a while ago, tube self healed like by magic, should have changed it nevertheless ... but I didn't. Should have taken Gonzales instead ... but I didn't.
My back wheel deflated in proximity of the Glasgow Green cycling club's Sunday morning meeting point, not for the first time in that spot either: it seems I am destined to embarrass myself in front of that crowd in a loop of deja vu: last winter they saw me sliding on ice, probably they are still laughing!
No chance of a magically repaired tube this time: my pump tries a valve to valve resuscitation to no avail.
We have a problem, Huston!
Phone my work, all good. Could have walked the couple of miles left in 30 min, for time keeping's sake decided to walk out of the park, phone a black taxi.
The driver did not like the idea of my bike near his upholstery (you would think I was trying to get him to transport a butchered pig), let me sit on the floor of the cab holding the bike, was altogether really rude.
Got my revenge by leaving him a hefty tip with a disdained look
Will never ignore CycleChat's advice ever again.
So I ordered another when i got back from the pub 
and when it arrived, found out i'd accidentally clicked the wrong valve type and couldn't use it. 
Hello Pat "0mph" 
... had the same feeling I get when I'm red light jumping at 3am 
