Had a prefect ride-my-age ride, actually on my birthday for a change.
Lena called out the glass, but I was already into it, and the puncture was so bad that I could feel the air against my leg as it deflated. [I didn't discover until the restaurant that the sidewall was split, and the tube was bulging out like Arnold Schwartzenegger's hernia. I booted it with two one-dollar bills, and made it home.]
Grilled fresh snapper.
This is where I cache my lock for future trips: