Woke up at 4am having cashed in a mere two hours of sleep to ride to Platte with
Big Skinny and Mr. Matt Wills. Despite a little sleep deprivation and passing on a lap at Platte due to questionable trail conditions, we had damn good time. The gravel was good, the buffet as tasty as ever and the conversation was out-fucking-standing.
It was a little foggy as we started out.
"So... there I was... in the Congo."
Pinkie looking as fly as ever.
Behind Door #3 - Bacon
I thought you had it. No, you had it.
Almost home.
Two hours of sleep, up at 4am, nearly 80 miles. Tired is a state of mind.
It was a little foggy as we started out.
"So... there I was... in the Congo." 
Pinkie looking as fly as ever.
Behind Door #3 - Bacon
I thought you had it. No, you had it.
Almost home.
Two hours of sleep, up at 4am, nearly 80 miles. Tired is a state of mind.
1 comment:
There ya go again...taking pictures of my arss.
That was fun. Thanks for riding. Let's make it a weekly deal.
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