3-day bike trip, NYC to Provincetown. On day two, our group split up and I was riding with a close friend. 15 miles into the 100-mile day, we got our 3rd flat. We had only carried 2 spare tubes.

We had barely pulled our bikes onto the sidewalk when a woman in a sedan slowed down to ask if we needed help. We said yes and she quickly pulled over. We piled our bikes into her car, trunk open, and she drove us to the nearest bike shop.

Turns out her family member ran the shop.

Truly saved our day. We made it to Provincetown and 15 years later still remember her so fondly and are so thankful!

a couple of friends of mine from high school rode their bikes coast to coast together one summer. the more heavyset of the two (one was a stick) got 15x the number of flats.

just throwing it out there, the fact has never left me, tho, it's never come in handy either.

Carry a patch kit now?