House of Tacks
My last attempt at the House of Pain ended in a minefield of puncture vine , which took out both tires less than a mile after I joined the proto-race. Today, I was back, ready to check off another goal in my riding. I'd already PR'ed Old La Honda , I'd already stuck with the Valley Ride to the sprint . Now I needed to stick with a weekender: Spectrum or the HOP. After that first attempt, as I was in Pegasus purchasing the two tubes I needed to replace the pair which had been perforated well beyond the patchable threshold, another customer in the shop mentioned puncture vine was a common problem on the roads around Danville. But he'd also heard of tacks being spread in the bike lane or shoulder. I didn't think much of it. So today I rolled out of Walnut Creek BART, heading south. As I crossed under 680 on Main Street, a car honked aggressively as it passed, the adjacent lane completely empty. After a brief Spike Bike fantasy, I put it behind me. I continued ...