While we were driving into Durango somehow this huge spring managed to wedge itself into the Tahoe's tires (think: trampoline spring). It went flat instantly and we barely managed to make it to a gas station parking lot. The day before we attempted to ride a trail near the CO/UT border and I was plagued with a double flat 2 miles into the trail... D#*$ goat-heads!! Where's the Slime!?
Thank goodness it was a rental!
While Zack was hard at work changing the tire I heard the whistle for the Durango & Silverton train. We had a moment of silence as it passed the Conoco... Zack and I rode that 10 years previous while we were on our Honeymoon.
While we were driving into Durango somehow this huge spring managed to wedge itself into the Tahoe's tires (think: trampoline spring). It went flat instantly and we barely managed to make it to a gas station parking lot. The day before we attempted to ride a trail near the CO/UT border and I was plagued with a double flat 2 miles into the trail... D#*$ goat-heads!! Where's the Slime!?
Thank goodness it was a rental!
While Zack was hard at work changing the tire I heard the whistle for the Durango & Silverton train. We had a moment of silence as it passed the Conoco... Zack and I rode that 10 years previous while we were on our Honeymoon.
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