Well it’s been a crap week at work/personal life lots of hassle and pressure decided to have a blast on the bike to get my head straight this evening.
It’s a quick 18 mile blast straight out the door nothing big just canal paths and cycle routes anyway 6 miles from home big bang from the back tire no problem I though I carry 2 spare tubes stopped looked down and the rim is completely destroyed!
The side has literally peeled away from the main rim, spokes gone with it, rear wheel well and truly shagged.
So I tape the bit of rim that was peeled away from the main part of the wheel to the spokes and start pushing myself the 6 mile walk home.
Gone 500 yards under a bridge when I hear a horn, guy in a transit shouts down if I’m all right? Tell him wheels had it and he calls me back to the road.
He explains he had seen be push past his narrow boat and asks where I live? I give him the name of a pub nearby and then says hes not an axe murderer or anything laughing and if i wanted a lift?
Bike loaded into his van had nice chat with the guy, seems a decent bloke give him my actual address and he take me all the way home!!
Sort him out with a couple of beers i had in the fridge and some cash, he refused the cash but I just threw it on the passenger seat of his van anyway for diesel.
So cheers Alex your a top bloke!