Parked on Parkridge and we rode up Britten. I felt full and hot and gasped for air. Didn't help that Nelson was way faster, and we were talking a bunch... Around the front and up to the cutting, across the road, over the fence and zig and zag through long grass up to some rocks overlooking Lyttelton where we watched a cruise ship depart as well as I layered off. Riding again, couple more zigs and we were up to top of Mt Pleasant. Nelson adjusted his brakes.
Into the down, and the weed-eaten detritus was strewn all over the trail, hiding all the rocks. Sketch. I followed, then Nelson got gazumped by the same rock as another time, and I took the lead through the tussocks. Nice flow. Then into Greenwood. Through the ruins, and into the rocks, I's tight on his tail then oh, flat, front tyre got lower and lower stopped and started to fix. My glue was shit. First patch came off. After I'd put the tube back in. Ugh. Nelson's glue was new. Got rolling again and had a good blast down Greenwood, except for him blowing it just after the Gulch. Good rest of the way down. Bony as fuck.
Up the Summit Rd. Steady pace, nothing to report. Stayed on the road, and into Britten. Hmmm, my front's not feeling great. I led on the stretch across the face (from the hairpin) and down the final rocks, by which time my bike was steering itself fatbike stylez, so reneged on riding Kenton's track down and riding back up to cars. Bailed to cars.
Verifiable 12.77 kms, with 544 m climbed
On the way home I picked up H's ebike from Joy's and as I couldn't fit both on the rack I chucked mine in the back of the car. Halfway home the patch obviously gave it up, and a high pitched whistle filled the car for a few minutes.
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