I parked my car six miles from work again today, and rode my bike the rest of the way. This wouldn’t normally be noteworthy, but this morning we were having a thunderstorm.
I actually enjoyed the rain, and I like thunder, so it was a nice ride. I had a change of clothes tucked safely away in the saddlebags.
This afternoon, the weather had cleared, and I was going to attempt to ride the entire 16 or 17 miles home, then catch a ride later to get my car.
I had a good pace going for the first nine miles, then I had a flat tire. The shoulder of the road had a lot of debris, and roadkill. I did my best to avoid it. After inspecting my flat tire, I found what appeared to be a small piece of bone.
I did replace the tube, and air up the tire on the side of the road, but I had already called for a ride, and was ready to go home.
I may try it again tomorrow.