Was planning on riding a 50+ mile route today with my normal riding buddies, but by 20 miles in, we already experienced a rogue downpour, 4 flat tires and had gone through 5 tubes (one exploded while inflating with the CO2 cartridge). We decided to finally listen to the bike gods and turn around. 10 miles from the cars, one of my buddies with the patch job (as we ran out of tubes!) gave out, so I waited with him while the others hightailed it back. Half an hour later we were rescued. It was a good day.

Poor Onyx took a beating too! She was covered in mud