One fruit I can live without
In hopes of discovering another stretch of serenity on the bike, I expanded my route yesterday, heading east up the train tracks to Armstrong, and then north by northwest until I connected with the canal at Fowler.
I added over two miles to my usual ride, and indeed found a quiet stretch of trail; I also found a beautiful neighborhood due east of the proposed Fancher Creek shopping center.
Unfortunately, parts of the route weren’t well-traveled, and I encountered a bit of loose dirt and dozens of thorns, which Wikipedia labels as “fruit” when they’re still attached to the Tribulus terrestris weed.
After a couple of hours at my favorite table in Starbucks, I mounted my bike to ride home, only to discover my back tire was completely flat. Fortunately, a friend game me a lift home, but when I went out to put the bike in my garage a little while later, the front tire was flat, too.
Looks like I’ll be making a trip to the Schwinn shop this afternoon.
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