Short Stories
Entry No. 34   November 28, 2004

Ode to My Panaracer

Well, here I am, almost 6 months and approximately 5958 miles later, just outside of Puerto Escondido and I must say goodbye to a very great tire.

This tire started out on my front rim and then was switched to the back in Eugene then switched once more to the front in San Francisco. She suffered only two flats.

This animal of a tire lasted through the rough and tough of Alaska, the construction in the Yukon, the hills of British Columbia, the potholes of the US, and the cow dung and undulating pavement of Mexico-Southern Mexico at that.

I buried her at a hotel in Tehuantepec, Oaxaca as I couldn't just leave it in any trash can. The 700X32C Panaracer Tourguard lies in peace, hidden in a room at the Hotel Oasis which is under construction.

A moment of silence please....

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