Satan is winning.
Of course, you knew that. How else could this have happened?
Another sign of prevailing evil is the existence of these little guys:
They’re called goatheads or puncture vine by most people, but when I look at them I see something more sinister. Could it be . . . Satan?
They grow on an innocent-looking weed like this one:
And turn into hateful little demons who deflower your virgin tubes:
Now isn't that special?
Created in his own image, these dedicated devil minions descend (ascend?) upon us every summer, and cyclists employ a number of different defenses in a vain attempt to deal with them. I have tried Kevlar-belted tires, plastic tire liners and inner tubes filled with sealant. Nothing can totally stop them.
They can't be stopped.
By mid-summer, flat tires become routine. And by the looks of things, this summer will be the worst in recent memory. Our weird spring, with repeated heating-cooling-raining trends, has left the weed population very green well into July.
Here's a recent picture of a road near my house:
The darker green you see going all the way up the road is puncture vine. Each plant produces hundreds of thorns. In a few weeks this road will become completely impassable.
Say a prayer to la Madonna del Ghisallo for me. It's going to be a long summer.