Nicely, it occurred:
I flatted a tubular:

There I used to be, reveling within the spring climate and my classic bicycle, and actually pondering to myself how I hadn’t had any flats on these items. Then there was the unmistakable sound of a puncture. Because it’s a tubular it took awhile for the air to flee–flatting a tubular is like farting in tight pants–however quickly all of the air discovered its means out and I knew the time had come for me to confront the fact of my classic affectations.
To be trustworthy, I wasn’t significantly involved. I’m no stranger to tubulars, having used them throughout my racing days. Plus, I used to be nearly residence anyway, and I had not one however two spare tires:

Although I did have solely the questionable Silca pump:

However, given how near residence I used to be I wasn’t significantly involved. I figured the actual second of reality can be getting the tire off the rim, however whereas it was glued fairly securely it wasn’t an excessive amount of harder to take away than a tight-fitting clincher:

Subsequent I went into my saddlebag sweat sock and withdrew this scary specimen:

It had no glue left on it to talk of and it had the crinkle of previous parchment, but it surely solely needed to carry me for like three miles on easy bike path so I figured I’d give it a attempt. The Silca introduced it as much as rideable strain with no drawback by any means, and whereas the bottom tape was raggedy as hell…

…it appeared like it could work simply high-quality:

Alas, it took me just a few yards to find that the tire wouldn’t work simply high-quality. Actually it was so brittle and twisted that it instantly began to type of twist itself across the rim, like a Dachshund attempting to show its stomach. One aspect seemed like this:

And the opposite aspect seemed like this:

Mainly I used to be driving on sidewall, I anxious that the writhing tire would roll off the rim altogether, and it appeared silly and probably harmful to proceed:

So I peeled it off once more and out got here Tire Quantity Two:

What a high-quality specimen! Not solely did it seem like in nice form, however the glue on it was nonetheless cheesy! As soon as I bought this child on I may most likely simply hold driving it indefinitely! (At round this level a rider slowed to supply help, noticed that I had tubulars, and rode away in horror.) So I stretched it onto the rim, centered it fastidiously, put the ol’ Silca to it…and couldn’t get a lot as a child’s burp value of air into the rattling factor:

Possibly the pump head didn’t just like the valve, or possibly the tube had deteriorated, or most definitely, possibly I’d already punctured the tire years in the past and didn’t keep in mind. Regardless, I now had three selections:
Stroll
Journey a flat tire
Strive my luck with the previous piece of parchment
So I opted for quantity three, and it was wobbly and disconcerting trip:

I saved ready for the tire to both roll off or explode in a puff of mud, and I’ve by no means been so comfortable to see the town line:

Although with the best way issues are going right here recently you’d suppose the other.
I barely dared to cease and examine the tire’s situation alongside the best way, although after I did I used to be horrified by what I noticed:

However, I pressed on, and extremely I made all of it the best way residence. The bike appears to be like simply high-quality from this aspect:

However the view from the opposite aspect is one other story:

So will I hold utilizing tubulars on this bike? In all probability. Sure, they’re wildly impractical, and there’s no purpose in any respect to make use of them, however this bike is all about being pretentious anyway. Moreover, if I’d solely had a purposeful spare the entire tire change would have most likely been extra painless than fixing a clincher. Largely it’s only a matter of being ready…
…which I most emphatically was not.
