Saturday, 8 August 2009

They come in pairs...

Carried on after lunch as before, heading towards Chichester. Nearly there and, wouldn't you know, I had a puncture, which meant 30 mins fixing and a trip to the nearest bike shop to pump up the tire. I think it has happened on every single tour I've ridden, no matter how many anti-puncture precautions I put in place. At least it means I have become pretty quick at changing a flat...

Then 10 miles later it happens again! Another trip to a bike shop in Littlehampton, this time for special 'puncture proof' inner tube (without wishing to tempt fate in the manner of The Titanic). I'm lucky they were still open, I suppose.

It's always me for some reason, never the person I'm cycling with. Thank the lord for internet on your mobile - or I would never have found bike shops in time.

Still, a lovely day and very beautiful countryside...


Punctures: A sadly familiar experience on my rides...

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