Nate, Dan and I did 5 hours on the singlespeeds yesterday. I'm not talking about a nice trek through the woods, looking at daisies and butterflies; this was a mini-epic. It was hot and humid; maybe in the high 80's or 90's. We each went through a couple gallons of water. We did trails that were more like deer tracks than singletrack. Just like last week, I spent too much time on my back. Just like last week, I feel like I've been flushed down the toilette.
So Dan and I were packing the car. I couldn't help but notice that something smelled...well...like old roadkill. So I sniffed the usual suspects; jersey, gloves, helmet, shoes. All smelled like flowers. Then it hit me...my hat. That thing was like the south facing end of a north-bound goat. And the goat was on an all soy and bean diet. I mean to say that the hat was rank. For the rest of the ride, I smelled the hat. So did Nate and Dan.
On the plus side, the Quiring was full-on awesome! That bike is like rock and roll with 29" tires.
Anyway, I'm off to the U.P. this weekend for a cool invitation-only century ride. Lots of interesting folks, plenty of good food and I get to ride 100 miles. Good stuff.
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hmm...UP 100? That sounds pretty sweet. though I'm from MI, I've never been up there to ride. have fun!
Dude, no O2S?!? Dallas and I raced it back in 01 or 02..awsome area..one of these days I'll make it back....hope yer hat is clean(er)
Ore to shore...never done it. I think about it every year, but I've never made the trip. I am thinking about doing the "triple crown" next year: O2S, Iceman, and Chequamegon. Who knows what the future holds...
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