helping a fellow cyclist in need
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2015.07.24
By happy chance I had my usual bike repair kit with me yesterday when I pulled up next to someone who was replacing a flat tube. He'd had one of those compressed air canisters, but it failed. He got on his way again with my pump.
It's a little thing, but a rare chance to help someone out. Especially since it happened about 1.5 blocks from where I fell on Adelaide last month.