Saturday, June 17, 2006

Flat tire

Well, it had to happen. I finally got a flat tire in one of the rocky paths up in the hills of Valencia. It was somewhere in Gahong, which was not too far to be disastrous but not so near as to be convenient. No damage to the bike or to myself, but my pride is terribly wounded.Wah! The ignominy of having my bike lifted into the tricycle carrying platform!

Fortunately, I was travelling with Jong Fortunato when it happend. We were heading back from Valencia to Dumaguete and we chose a slightly more adventurous road than the highway. I was pedalling hard on an uphill climb and when I stopped, Jong pointed out that I had a flat. After a fruitless search for an air pump among the nearby houses, we decided to walk back to the highway. Jong was gracious enough to accompany me on foot, a good reminder of why travelling companions are necessary on long trips.

That, and a spare inner tube, or at the very least, a patch kit, and a portable hand pump. I shall have to get one of those necessities soon.

In a way, I'm lucky I didn't encounter this flat in either the hills of Siquijor or even in Panglao. That would have been much more inconvenient. Nevertheless, my default course of action -- which was to call a tricycle -- seems to have worked out. That's one of the advantages of travelling in Philippine roads. There are always itinerant tricycles, multicabs, and trucks willing to help out for a reasonable amount.

Along the way, Jong and I talked about the recently concluded Visayas Business Conference, public schools, private schools, and sports. Nothing like some downtime to cement friendships.

6 comments:

  1. Makes me nostalgic about home.. Kumusta dinha bay? Just getting to read your postings. Ayo-ayo...

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  2. Haha...that happened to me once when my friend and i were cycling from padre garcia to lipa city in batangas one fine saturday. actually we were in a race back to the hacienda when a long way from town my left crank just fell off! My friend sped off laughing confident he would win the bet in 30 minutes or so. After he was gone about 5 minutes a tricycle came by. I hailed it, loaded the bike on the trike and zoomed passed my buddy with about a minute to spare from the finish line. hehe. they're life savers aren't they? Nobody said you couldn't get there on five wheels!

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  3. wow. nothing like some downtime to show you who your friends are.
    =)

    yikes. buti na lang may kasama ka nu'n, Dom.

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  4. Hi, Dean: one of the benefits of cycling in the Philippines. But...your crank fell off? Must've been some heavy cycling.

    Oli: Yeah, if I didn't have someone with me, I would have just kept on going, possibly with disastrous results to me...or my bike!

    Cebu Love: thanks for dropping by.

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  5. Dom,
    Nope, not heavy cycling, it was cheap Cartimar special, my first bike after coming back from the States. Cost 1200 pesos complete with bikestand. hehe no wonder the crank fell off. I would end up putting about 15,000 worth of parts on that old road warrior (steel) and it would take me on the first of 3 Baguio to Sagada runs. Btw I was just reading a letter of Rizal's to his mother in 1895 asking for a "velocipede" so he could teach others to ride, something he picked up in London...

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  6. Oh, wow, so ol' Pepe was also a cyclist! Figures, though. Cycles would have been in vogue at the time he was in Europe. Here's a link to an old article on bicycle history and other factoids.

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