Thank goodness for Slime . . .
It was time to give my bike a minor service today - new brake blocks, then clean & lube the chain, derailleur, pedals, cables & brake pivot mechanisms. So even though it’s STILL really windy here (but now only 23 mph ), I just had to head out for a test ride this afternoon.
I didn’t really have time (or permission) for a long ride, so I just headed off to Byker and back. It was pretty dark by the turnaround point, so I was glad I’d kept the lights on the bike.
Five miles from home I started to hear a rubbing sound coming from the front wheel, and wondered if I’d messed up fitting the new brake blocks. It also looked like I’d run over some fluorescent chewing gum. When I stopped to investigate, I realised that I had a puncture, and the Slime I’d fitted to my inner-tubes in preparation for last summer’s jaunt across the Penines was doing it’s job. I could see a piece of glass had penetrated the tyre, and Slime was oozing around it to block the leak.
I nearly pulled the glass out, but realised this would make the hole bigger - with the tyre pressure apparently keeping up, I could make it home without having to stop and fix the puncture. This was a real bonus, as I was just outside of Percy Main - an area of town that’s not the most salubrious, and where someone changing an inner tube would probably attract the wrong kind of help at that time of night (although there are also of course many respectable, hard-working people who also live in Percy Main . . .)
I’ve got 39 miles to do tomorrow if I’m to remain on target. Even if the Slime’s stopped the leak completely, I think I’ll change the tube before I start though - there’s no sense in pushing my luck too far.