That’s one helluva flat!
I did a 15-mile bikepacking mini-trip out to the Eve-Cowles Tree Farm, and was feeling awesome. The fatbike as pictured handled like an unloaded bike, and I had packed pretty ultralight so I had space to spare for future trips. The ‘bail gear’ built into my dingle-speed setup successfully got me up the toughest climb on the loop.
It was a good day.
Definitely the gnarliest flat I’ve ever gotten. This stick must have been upright on a larger branch. However it happened, it went in at a perfect right angle, all the way into the tire, through the tube, and yes, out the other side.
Flats suck, but this was the mother of all flats. If I were in a remote area, I would have duct-taped the rim strip, swapped the tube, and superglued the tire. I had all the stuff with me. But, since I was on Tim’s land, I just walked to the cabin and threw the bike on the back of Kelley’s car. I’ll deal with it tomorrow.
This trip might have gone belly-up, but at least I got some gnarly “look at this flat” photos, and a trophy!