a certain stretch of the vct between mile markers 35 and 36…
So, that’s the second time I had to call for a rescue due to biking mishaps this season so far. This one was a popped tire that sounded like a gun going off, on the same stretch of the Virginia Capital Trail where hit the pine cone last August and dripped blood for four miles back to the car.
This time it was nine miles.
Thankfully I only ended up walking the bike back a mile or so thanks to a helpful rider along the way who spotted me a tube (the hole was way too big to patch), though the tire kind of split as well, so I limped it back to my pick-up spot (I truly don’t deserve my lovely spouse and her willingness to come find me), but once I got back home, I ordered new tires and tubes which should be here early next week…so I’ll be riding the mountain bike a few days, at least.
I’m beginning to suspect that this particular stretch of road has it in for me…
3/31 Edited to Add: So to exact my revenge against the trail today, I rode fifty miles, in less than four hours, on a mountain bike. I did not ride the offending section this time (I started from the east side), though I did flip it off while I passed it on the way to the trailhead.
