My tires rubbed and squeaked against the frame of the bike and every turn of the pedals required effort. That's usually the case when both tires are flat and the bike is gussied up with panniers, hauling a trailer, and loaded with around 50 pounds of camping gear. The wet sand was soft beneath the tires, offering only resistance, and as the incline of the road grew steeper I had to get off the bike and push it up the remainder of the hill. It doesn't matter how you get there so long as you keep going.
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| Dirt road and trail head. That little speck is Dan after he rode right past the trail entrance. |
