So, out for a leisurely ride today, I was 15miles into a ride (about 6 miles from home at this point).. when I got a sinking feeling. Literally. A nasty rear puncture left me stranded, in cleats, a long way from home..
After a quick attempt at repair, and fingers numb from the cold, I did what any man of the world would..
Luckily, Christie wasn’t too far away, so I got a lift to the CyclesUK where they assessed the inner tube, and with it beyond repair, quickly installed another one. I’m sure this is the first of many, so we have stocked up on repair kits and are much better prepared for next time!
A romantic getaway at the weekend will give us a chance for a few 20mile odd bike rides – dedicated we are