I am 101 miles and 2 flat tires closer to the east coast! It was bound to happen eventually and to be honest I'm surprised I was able to escape getting a flat all throughout my training and the Big Ride up until this point. I discovered the first when pumping up my tires this morning at camp which was a rather convenient time to find it. I had a feeling it had something to do with the patch of wet cement I accidently rolled through yestersay to avoid being splatted by a logging truck (my apologies to the very angry pavement guys, whoops).
The ride today started with a 25 mile climb through Helena National Forest then the rest of the day was nice rolling hills. With the tailwind helping us along after lunch Laura, Cara, and I were averaging about 22 mph for a good 40 miles or so. I got my second flat about 10 miles from the end, and Tom, the trip mechanic, came to the rescue with another spare tube since I had already used the one I was carrying earlier in the day. It was a gorgeous ride and one of the most open landscapes I have ever seen. You can look for miles and it's just plains and hills and road. It reminds you how small you are in the scope of this massive world.
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