I got my fill of motorized travel yesterday, so it was good to ride from the house and meet up with homeboys John, Justino and Coffee Joe this morning.
It was the standard Sunday morning ride, and by that I mean, of course, that John flatted.
Which gave a certain idiot with a camera some extra time to screw around.
We white-knuckled our way down some very icy bluff trails and then wandered over to the Fish Lake Trail, where we did some off-trail exploring in an area none of us had been before.
Cool ride, good day 3. Now quit reading this dumb blog and go get your Christmas shopping done.
And Go
Hawks.
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