Back out after being sick and then just sick and tired of cold and busy without time to ride and enjoy it. Need more daylight, more warm and less adulthood.
Slightly better smelling than your typical couple.
Uphill, both ways. In loose gravel. With a headwind. While being hit with fishheads. With a camelback full of rocks. While riding over rocks. Also, eating rocks. And a misbehaving rear derailleur. And while bonked.
The fearless leader of our PB&J-and-corn-dog fueled outlaws, afeared o' no man or beastie.
However, he's creeped out by clowns. And mimes. And holes. And girls.
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