I learned a hard lesson the other day

[Mr. Pink]

And I lucked out, considering.

Never go out on a bike trail without adequate tire repair tools and parts, especially a bike trail with few road crossings. Flat tire four miles from a road on the Empire trail, and, damn, no trigger or whatever you call it for the CO2. Haven't had a flat for three years, and I got complacent, especially around the trail, thinking, eh, it's only a bike trail! Well, duh, no taxi driver or relative or friend can come pick you up. You're walking, dude, so take those Look cleat shoes off.

Fortunately, it was slightly downhill to a crossing, where one old guy was resting and he had a pump. That tire was hell to get off, but, did it and got home. Lucky me, I guess.