...and then some more punctures. No, really. We set off on Saturday for a trundle across to Dewsbury on as much of the Greenway as possible. Only got to Cleckheaton before my back tyre went flat (always the back one; grrrr..) The patch we chose was ginormous, which didn't help matters. It took three of us an hour to fix it >.< Then, returning to the bikes, it transpired that the Corporal's back tyre was 98% glass, 2% unspecified sharp bits. Two more punctures and half an hour later we decided to head back to Veg/Nom Towers for sausage butties and cake.
Sunday morning, Nom and myself didn't get up. One panicked phone call from outside our back door later, fishfingers and big pots of tea inhaled, we were ready to try again.
Well, we managed it. 17 miles, a puncture for Nom in Heckmondwike and another one for me just outside Spenborough. A lovely ride though, although the glacial damage to the roads from the last few weeks isn't making my tyres happy. Nom says I can have some new purple ones.
Now, Mr Odd, did I hear a mention of 'new tyres'?
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