The Sunday ride wasn’t what it had been. With newborns, concerts and probably a fair degree of divorce threats after last weeks “f*cking epic” we were down to three men.
AndyC, Keith and I assembled in the usual place and waited as we were expecting a new rider that Matt had been emailing during the week. After the usual 10 minutes we rode down to check he wasn’t in the Bockett’s Farm car park before heading back up to Polesden Lacey.
Not far from our original start location Andy had a puncture on the old Univega which he was forced to ride as although the replacement Whyte frames are now with ATB it appears they are 1mm too short and require custom shocks? Sounds a bit fishy to me.
The puncture turned out to be a flint cut in a very thin side wall and hence the title of this post. With Matt away we had no toothpaste tube tyre boot and it was time for some quick thinking or a two man ride.
I decided the some card from a brake pad package would help stop the tube bulging through… if only we had some gaffer tape. “Oh, I’ve got some of that in my pack” said Andy. So with some card and some gaffer tape in place off we went again. Deciding to give even the chicken run round Abba Zabba a miss to save Andy’s tyre we opted for White Down instead.
We pushed on at a fair rate, apparently aided by some shapely and well defined female legs that went past us at a steady pace and before long we found ourselves on the common behind Albury. Puncture no.2.
The puncture was the last of Andy’s worries after I removed the flint shard from his tyre as I noticed that the wheel rim had a crack about 6cm long where a ding must have deformed the rim and over time the brake pads had done the rest. Nothing too lumpy for Andy then, and no more rear brake. So a final climb up to Newlands Corner and then Andy could nurse it back on the road.
After squeezing past the assorted cars and bikes we grabbed a drink and snack and then Keith and I said our goodbyes to Andy and headed back along the ridge. Trails were in great condition and didn’t seem as dusty as Wednesday night so we made good time heading back.
Another good ride and a “short” 22 miles under our belts (did I just type “short” after 22 miles?… I blame Matt’s “short” night rides)