Anyway, I got the tyres fitted and after coffees and tea the guys went home and I went for a wee pedal to make sure the tyres were fine. I headed round the corner to visit Dave and fucko! I got a puncture in the front. Luckily I had a spare tube so I chucked that in and I was sorted once more.
Yesterday I wanted to head out and try the tyres properly. My favorite local trail, 'kinchie woods, has been getting pretty overgrown. So I figured I'd combine the two, tyre test and trail maintenance, in one go. Dave said he was up for coming along, he brought his wee mini saw and I borrowed Big Hairy's machete, which made light work of the bushes. Whamo!
Dave gets his shit on with the machete.
Trimming the growth back really made a difference. Usually you get to the bottom with a bad case of 'Kinchie Arm, where your arms have been scratched to fuck by the holly bushes. All our hacking allows you to go a fair bit quicker down the trail but I still need to do a wee bit more pruning as I got smashed in the face by some twigs on the way down, and I was going fucking fast as HB was getting me a spicy haggis supper for my tea. Champion!
The new tyres have made a massive difference. No longer am I sliding about all over the shop. I've got shitloads of grip and they still roll easy enough to stop peddling up hills turning me into a wheezing mess. We went out for a night cycle this evening and I got another puncture, at the back end this time. Fucking nightmare! Hopefully that's me had my share of punctures for a wee while.
I'll end this post with another pic of Dave wielding that chopper.