Parking Lot Where the "Accident" Happened
Sometimes my commute starts to seem routine. I wonder about what in the heck is there left to write about on this blog about it. At such times, invariably something novel pops up. It's different than driving in to work. Driving, it seems that the novel things all involve some rice rocket finding a new way to turn my few remaining hairs gray (grey for Rantwick and Ham).
Anyway, yesterday, on the way home from work, I had an "accident." In a parking lot. Not the kind of parking lot that Rantwick's mom warned him about, but a parking lot where I actually detoured into just for the purpose of purchasing something. Specifically, a "
tall, no room, bold if you have it" product from a major coffee purveyor. I'd enjoyed the hot beverage, and was departing, when the accident happened. Sssssss and suddenly the "A" part of the "ABC Quick Check" was departing from the norm.
Not to worry; as a proud and happy "Traffic 101" graduate, I'd just change the tube in that tire and I'd be on my way with virtually no delay at all. The barista leaned out the drivethrough window and waved. I gaily noted that it came with the territory. I looked at the tire and it appeared I'd picked up a nail or something. Those Contis are tough, but nails are more than they're designed to handle.
Bike Down!
Exhibiting the speed and dexterity of much practice over the years, I had the tire dismounted and the tube removed with a speed of a NASCAR mechanic. I reached into the bag to grab my spare tube, and, BY JINGO (or thoughts to that effect), this tube is totally WORTHLESS. It was at that moment that my instructor Richard's words came back to haunt me. "Presta is Besta." All the rest of the way home, I kept muttering, "That's for darn sure when you have a wheel drilled for a Presta valve and your spare tube has a Schrader valve!" You see, my spare looked like the picture below. I'm sorry, Richard. At least my patch kit worked. I've been lugging that spare tube around for months. Talk about useless weight.
Another note, for those that think motorists are unfeeling cads that are merely waiting to kill any cyclist in the vicinity:
While I was going through all of this, I received offers of help from three motorists that were departing from the neighboring bank drivethrough, including one from two guys with baseball caps in a white pickup. White pickups are sometimes viewed with suspicion by cyclists on the road. I don't know if any of these motorists had any clue about fixing bike tires, but I felt heartened by the offers all the same. Each of you gets a gold star. We all had some good, if mercifully short conversations. Civility is NOT dead. What's more, I also discovered an added shortcoming in my bike "tire fix" equipment. You cannot use an oak tree twig to puncture the top of a glue tube. Keys don't work, either. An SKS fender stay will ALMOST work, and I'm not sure the slightly smaller Planet Bike fender stay wouldn't. A loan of a pen from one of my favorite baristas did the trick. I said "pin," but "pen" works just as well. Actually, now that the glue tube has been punctured, I won't need to worry about that - instead, I'll just have to make sure the glue hasn't dried out from old age. Upon reflection, I'm not sure that the plug from a set of headphones wouldn't work, but I didn't think of that at the time (
yes, Gail, I'm BAD, REALLY BAD).
Yes, Presta IS BESTA Than Schrader When Your Wheels Have Presta Holes
Spare Tube had a Worthless Schrader Valve!
Postscript: Feeling around the inside of the tire, it appeared the Kevlar composite layer has failed. What's more, the whole thing felt really thin and flimsy, and the tire casing was feeling a bit like thick paper. Rather than using a dollar bill, I used another patch on the inside of the tire casing. Perhaps my revised goal of making 6000 miles with these tires was optimistic, and my original 4000 mile life was more on the mark. I'm going shopping for new tires. 4250 miles is a respectable mileage. I think I'd regret running them until the cord actually showed through the rubber. My new tires will be the same as the old ones. Continental Grand Prix 4 Season. 28c width. GREAT tires! 3 cents per mile, but worth it in peace of mind. THESE TIRES ROCK! I noticed that Tracy Wilkinson also uses Contis. A post on his experiences over on
Springfield Cyclist would be of great interest to at least one of his blog readers (
hint hint).