A couple of weeks back I broke out the mountain bike and headed down a (boring flat) local dirt road, just to make sure it’s all working. I think I might have had the idea to get a few rides in over the, then upcoming holiday period.
And I got a flat and had to walk back the 5kms.
Repaired that. A few days later I headed out again. This time it went flat after I got home. I had a new tube, so swapped that in. A short way down the road on the next ride and ANOTHER flat. This was getting weird.
Each time, I had checked the tube, checked inside the tyre in case there was something in the tyre. The third time I looked at the whole wheel, and tyre. I noticed that the puncture happened at the same point on the inside of the tube. The rim side. I checked spokes, looked for something stuck there.
The only thing I could find was a fold in the rim tape inside the wheel.
About the same time I became tired of the shifting on the Cross City (commuter) playing up and discovered that the shifter on the Trance had been broken (it functioned, but the covers were smashed). I booked the Trance in, and then the Cross City.
I toyed with the idea of replacing the Trance. Giant was having a sale and my dad offered to pay half of a new bike. But even with that, I couldn’t really justify spending a couple of thousand on a bike that I rode about once a year, when a few hundred would see it all back in shape.
So that took up a week or so of the break. But I did get out on the Trance. I went to Wylde twice. It seems I haven’t been there since January 2022. That’s the last time the Trance went anywhere that wasn’t the local dirt road in more than 2 years. And shows why I really couldn’t justify a new one.
Wylde was nice, and I started to warm up to riding again. It’s smooth and flows well. Most of the trails have B-Lines, though there were a couple of places where I chickened out outside of these obstacles. Once I let myself roll up a great big berm that the last lap I had chickened out. Only halfway up I freaked out and stopped. Up the top in the middle of the curve. I’m lucky it wasn’t busy!
I also tried another place that I found, called Kentlyn. I didn’t like this as much. The trails are very rocky, and I struggled with several of the steps up the rocks. It reminded me of Glenbrook. I’m not sure I’ll be back there.
But it’s the last Friday of the holidays and work is on again on Monday. So it might be 10 weeks before my next ride on Wylde.