A ride of two halves for me today. As
@gavgav has already described, the first half did not go at all according to plan. He, Doug and I set out with the intention of doing a 30 mile ride, and the first couple of miles were great, however on the road to Condover, just under 2 miles after I'd set out I noticed the back end of the bike felt rather on the bouncy side.
Looking down it was clear that there was little pressure left in the tyre, but fortunately I was just passing the layby
here so pulled in.
As already mentioned, the tube looked as though it was perishing and had numerous splits appearing, one of which went right through. Obviously a repair was going to be a non starter so I broke out the spare tube. It was fitted and pumped up in a few minutes and I was just refitting the panniers when there was a pop, hissss and I had a flat tyre again.
I pulled it all apart again and found that the patch previously fitted had burst right in the centre. I've
never had this happen before.
Putting it down to a faulty patch, I carefully peeled off the remains and fitted a new patch and built everything up. Once again, I'd just got full pressure in the tyre when there was a pop, hisssss.
By this time we'd been at the side of the road for about 30-35 minutes, so I suggested that Doug and Gav continue the ride. I'd try one more repair and would follow if it worked or head home if not. I didn't see the point of spoiling their trip coz of my duff tube.
They headed off and I started the repair. It was exactly the same thing again - the patch had burst right in the centre.
I carefully checked the tyre and wheel for anything sharp (nothing found) and reluctantly tried putting a patch on a patch to at least get mobile. This time I only got to approx 20psi before there was a hisssss again.
There was nothing for it but to walk home. At least it was only 2 miles.
The walk wasn't great. It's really slow walking with a flat tyre and to make things worse, the tyre rolled off the rim and jammed in the brakes.
Knowing I'd never trust this tube again, I tried cutting it in two and tying the ends so I could have enough pressure in to wheel the bike. This wasn't entirely successful as it didn't hold pressure very well. On the third stop to pump it up again, there was a bang like a gunshot and the tyre went completely flat.
This is officially an ex-tube!
I covered 3.79 miles at an average of 4.7mph. Alright all things considered.
After a bite to eat I swapped bikes and headed into town. I knew by this point that the others had passed Wroxeter, so I didn't have much chance of seeing them before Uffington.
In the event I was able to press on pretty well and met them at Downton, whereupon we decided to drop in to the Corbet Arms at Uffington for a pint. This was very pleasant (when we eventually got served - they were doing a good trade) except for the wasps Gavgav has already mentioned.
On the way back Doug got a bit keen and missed the junction to head back towards Gav's. I chased after him but by this time he was completely out of sight, so I had to phone him.
After eventually parting with Gav, Doug was starting to flag. He isn't used to long distances so he was uncomfortable on the saddle (though he reckons the shorts were causing the discomfort rather than the saddle itself) and lacking energy. The trip back therefore wasn't the fastest ever, though we did still manage to overtake another rider.
I noticed on the way back that
Halfords was still open so I dropped in for some more tubes before we tackled the last leg.
I did 17.8 miles at an average of 11.8mph. Doug's final total was 33.7 at an average of 10.7 mph.
A Thornycroft Antar leads the slow march home for all the holidaymakers returning from Wales. The queue stretched beyond Ford, about 8 miles away, at its peak.