And they did, but it was a 24 x 2.3. The tires on the bike now are 24 x 2.1 and there's hardly any clearance. Shit. Oh well, what the hell. No guts, no glory. I presented my plastic and brought 'em home.
|These can't come off too soon.|
|This tread pattern must be for like hitting the sand dunes or something. The lack of clearance is what is making me nervous, though, as I prepare to mount a bigger tire.|
|Even though the new tire is bigger, I'm counting on the difference in profile to buy me a little room at the chainstays.|
|Just by the hair of my chinny . . .|
|. . . chin, chin.|
No sweat. I was never even really worried. Properly shod tonight, ready to rip it tomorrow.