Today was a day when nothing went quite as expected, but everything turned out great!
I left Bill's place in a steady rain that was forecast to last all day long. I headed for the Ohio River, where a city Web site had told me there was a bike trail. On the way I slammed into a large pothole that was concealed by a puddle. Immediately after that, I noticed a pinging, popping sound coming from my front wheel. I assumed it was the spokes, knocked out of their delicate relative tension by the impact.