Yesterday morning we toddled off on our biggest training ride to date – 55km to my parents’ house and back. Eleanor was pretty happy in the trailer, Elise was pretty comfortable on her bike, and I was happy to be out and about with my two best ladies.
Sadly, as we passed through the city we were struck by a couple of punctures – one on my road bike which also unveiled a cracked tyre, and one in the trailer. I had no spares for the trailer, and didn’t even know what tubes it took. Luckily we broke down less than 100m from Runners World, who suggested I try the new Royal BMX shop (well, open for a year) around the corner. Success! The trailer’s wheels are identically sized to BMX wheels! The guy there was very quick to help me out, and even quickly trued a trailer wheel on the spot, no charge.
A new tyre for me, a couple of tubes for the trailer, and off we went. No further great events to report, except a successful day of riding! One week until GWABR; who knows if we’ll be ready.