Hell, I crashed not once, but twice today. Burns was there to capture this Kodak moment. Thanks, Burns...
Peanut butter was the consistency of the day. Chunky.
Reconnecting with the LRT trail in Chaska (Go Bears!) we had a 1/4 mile of soft-serve snow which made riding next to impossible. I managed to find a line close to the fence of pea gravel mixed with ice. Sascha made a more sensible decision and crossed it.
Slogging onward, towards burritos and beer...
4 comments:
let me make a comparison a)washing cupboards, floors, moving boxes and funiture b) riding my bicycle...
i would say b would be the better choice
What the fuck are you riding for tires? 700 x 12?
can't stay home very day tho'
wake up bloodclot!
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