5 minutes before lights out to summarize a 12 hour hurt-fest...
We had, in no specific order, pain, heat, washboarded gravel roads, pain, tooth-rattling-semi-patched-fully-pot-holed farm roads, pain, the hardest climb I have done up to that point, an a-hole backwoods shop keeper, an awesome friendly backwoods other-shop keeper, and massive headwinds for the last 20 miles.
Taco Bell never tasted so good.
Everyone pretty much agreed that this was one of their hardest days on a bike. On the beat up farm road alluded to earlier, I resorted to telling Greg terrible jokes in the hope that his face would not peel back and reveal the devil. on a stiff aluminum fixie, he was not liking the road none to much.
Everyone got through it though.
Next!
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