But, once started rolling, storm damage was everywhere. Deep snow drifts gave way to sweet dirt, and just as your guard went down WHAM another fallen tree. The rallying cry was "Stay Cross" as in "Keep carrying your bike, there is another downed tree just ahead." Of course, that was for the few times that we actually braved single track, as we mostly stuck to riding the road at a conversational pace.
Our ride bed time got pushed up to 9, and we dared not miss tacos (again). So we hurried back rather than going deep. And then Douchebag pulled up a chair and joined us at the Taco Table. Fortunately, he was just sober enough to be coherent and keep his spittle in check. XT even found him to be amusing.
Looks like the snow is mostly gone. So we got that going for us.
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Sounds like the fat was trimmed on Fat Tuesday. Excellent showing and hurricanes too. Sorry I missed it.
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I recognize that second picture from a prior blog
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DeleteNice post NoCar, stay cross, I like it. Stay golden FT3! I am out this evening, household errand takes precedence.I intend to be rolling the skinny tire if all goes well. I expect that you all will make fun of me on Strava. Have a nice "ride."
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