I got more cycling time this weekend than i've had in quite a while. Sunday was awesome, i started out of Bains around noon by myself, first ride in the hills on the new ride, the Cyfac. This bike is true Darby-bane, French throughout, if i had the dough i should put a Mavic gruppo on it. Anyway, i expected to crawl up the hills, but was surprised not to. Figures i'd have a "no chain" day with nobody else around to see it.
So there i was having a great time, two hours into it, just me and the ipod, rolling back from Spillman, crossing the new bridge near Red Bug when PLADOW! massive sidewall blowout. Evidently there was mortar fire near the bridge that i wasn't aware of.
Left to my own devices, i scoured the nearby ditch to find a nice Frito-Lay wrapper, folded it 25 times, stuffed it into the tire, grabbed the CO2 and prayed.
I added some Madden-tele-stration to show you what i'm talking about. The shortest way home was about 15 miles i guess, so i avoided every pot hole, thought smooth thoughts and rolled. The patch managed to hold up pretty well and no walking was necessary. Here's what it looked like by the time i got to the car.
Here's another action photo of the bike, it's a real beauty.
And here it is in front of our new house, we decided to downsize some, but you have to admit, the view is gorgeous.
