the master of ghetto spunk and his pre-xmas post-chanukia miracle

There is one thing in the mtb world of which I am the undisputed champion: riding in Rocky Point. I think I deserve honorable mention in the art of tubeless.

the Hei Hei was getting a spoke and nipple fixed at the shop for several days, the last 2 days due to epic failures to seat the WTB Exiwolf i supplied. Twas not for lack of effort. The tire had a bend in the kevlar bead, and poor Mike had a wad of stan’s on his pants. I was neither upset nor disheartened. I have my potions.

  • 1 honest effort at seating with soap bubbles, no sealant applied
  • 1 more honest effort to soak everything in bubbles
  • paint a thin line of mold builder along the bead and mix it all bubbly
  • blast with the compressor

muthafuggin clockwork. and primarily cause i am a cheap bastard. After mixing my homebrew, I had the little dental dam from the jar of mold builder still covered with mold builder. Forewarning was met with counteraction. and a dog-ride ensued. My only gripe that I had to subsequently remove the valve core to inject the new sealant, the bead held so well.