Tube triage central.
Tonight Ryan and I went out for a night ride but it did not go as expected. We rode through some standing water on Messner Road and were startled in the dark by Ryan's front tire exploding. It sounded like a .22 pistol bark, and yes, the tire exploded, not just the tube. The wire bead was protruding from the rubber.
Of course neither of us had anything to use as a tire boot and it seemed like a call home was in order. Searching the side of the road in the dark I found a McDonalds bag. Inside I found the remnants of someone's breakfast including a packet of picante salsa. Tear corner, squirt out salsa, and boot tire with the foil, plastic packet. Perfect. It worked surprisingly well and we didn't even take the shortest route home. Thanks to someone for littering?
Of course neither of us had anything to use as a tire boot and it seemed like a call home was in order. Searching the side of the road in the dark I found a McDonalds bag. Inside I found the remnants of someone's breakfast including a packet of picante salsa. Tear corner, squirt out salsa, and boot tire with the foil, plastic packet. Perfect. It worked surprisingly well and we didn't even take the shortest route home. Thanks to someone for littering?
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