Couple of hours into the ride and it was another flat tire in the rear. Patched it up and continued the ride.
It was close to 2:00 pm and rear tire once more surrendered to another puncture. I was unable to locate the puncture this time. Pushed the bicycle to near by 'tyre works', a small road side workshop. They repair only truck or motorbike tires and agreed to fix the puncture, when I told that I can remove the tire from bicycle and just give the tube to them. They tried, but couldn't fix it. I thought may be the tube is worn out.
It was a tea break at the workshop and I was also offered a cup of tea. A truck driver who was present there, offered me a ride in his truck to Jaipur. I was more than happy to take the offer. They mounted my bicycle on top of truck and we rode towards Jaipur.
I was wondering about how much money should I offer the truck driver for his help. Closing in towards Jaipur, the truck engine started making a strange noise. The truck came to a stop, almost 28 km before Jaipur. All felt like a movie; first my bike tube terminated its life and now his truck engine failed. I offered truck driver some money for his help, but he didn't accept it and wished me good luck for the onward journey.
It was almost 7:30 pm and I was very sure to reach Jaipur by walking the bike all the remaining 28 km. I'm still unsure on why I decided to do that.
After 12 km of pushing the bike, I was tired. Just to work around the flat tire situation, I thought, may be I could pump the air to rear tire and ride until the air lasts. But the air would last only for a minute or so. Seemingly stupid, now I was pumping air and riding; pumping air again and riding again; this helped to cover 12 more kms, where I found a small hotel to stay. It was 12:30 am. I had few slices of bread with fruit jam and went to sleep.
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| Cows just don't care for anything on a National highway |
It was a tea break at the workshop and I was also offered a cup of tea. A truck driver who was present there, offered me a ride in his truck to Jaipur. I was more than happy to take the offer. They mounted my bicycle on top of truck and we rode towards Jaipur.
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| My bike on top of truck |
I was wondering about how much money should I offer the truck driver for his help. Closing in towards Jaipur, the truck engine started making a strange noise. The truck came to a stop, almost 28 km before Jaipur. All felt like a movie; first my bike tube terminated its life and now his truck engine failed. I offered truck driver some money for his help, but he didn't accept it and wished me good luck for the onward journey.
It was almost 7:30 pm and I was very sure to reach Jaipur by walking the bike all the remaining 28 km. I'm still unsure on why I decided to do that.
After 12 km of pushing the bike, I was tired. Just to work around the flat tire situation, I thought, may be I could pump the air to rear tire and ride until the air lasts. But the air would last only for a minute or so. Seemingly stupid, now I was pumping air and riding; pumping air again and riding again; this helped to cover 12 more kms, where I found a small hotel to stay. It was 12:30 am. I had few slices of bread with fruit jam and went to sleep.
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