Post before last I mentioned, in a really off-hand way, a stretch of mountain bike path Honey calls, "thorn row."
I haven't been riding my mountain bike much lately. That's because my road bike has a siren call.
I rode Tuesday (after posting). Wednesday morning I had a flat. From a thorn. From the paved bike path.
I changed my tube.
Today I went for a ride. I was 2/10 of a mile in. Front tire? Flat. Why? Thorn. Paved bike path.
I am sorry thorn row. I did not mean to mock you. I have sacrificed two tubes. I will never call your name again. I fear you and that is as it should be. Accept my penance for you are mighty and I am weak.
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Thorn row is the devil. I've said it before and I'll say it as many times as I must to keep our children safe from its deflating ways. Those thorns are shaped like horns for a reason.
Let's look at the bright side: thorn row is offering the opportunity to develop expertise in flat tire repair.
There is great value in being your own pit crew. I don't think I could change the tube in a bike tire without assistance.
I can!
Ornthay Owray sucks.
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