Friday, February 6, 2015

The Dumping Of The Photos

Because, for some inexplicable reason, I must.

Something mildly reminiscent of way more awesome rack-building sessions in days gone by . . .


No I did not build it, I bought it. >shame<








This light-mount tab rubbed on the tire and therefore got duly hacksaw smitten. YAO!



The better mounting location of the light.



Palisades. Where the bike was way more awesome than the trails.  But how 'bout that rack, Jack?

This photo could have been so unbelievable, if only a train had come through.  I did wait, for 3 or 4 minutes, but turns out, I'm an antsy little bugger.  So here you go . . .

 How awesome am I, for caking all that icy stuff up on my bottom bracket?  Do tell.


Fat vs obese?  Or mid-fat vs "plus"?  I am not sure.  And if you say you know, you are lying, db.


The one pic from the all-day, sorta-errant jaunt to ride the snow-mo trails at Priest Lake.  "Sorta" because the riding on this day was a bust, but "sorta" also, b/c I have unveiled the extraordinary potential of this opportunity, in all my sleuthy awesomeness. In my mind.

Co-Existing?  Asserting our influence?  Assuming our Natural Place in the cosmos?  Being total A-holes??  You be the judge . . .

 "What the hell, man?"  "What the hell YOU, man??"

Dan the Man, bearing down on the riff-raff, the sole element that is in our way of claiming these epic resources as our own!

 Typical fatbiking unhapiness . . .

 Gas is cheap.  For everything else, there's VISA . . .


 Patty may have tried and liked.  More to come, possibly . . .


3 comments:

Dave N said...

Was that Doug Nicol out there with you?

Pat S said...

Indeed.

Dave N said...

Doug is a good dude- up for anything like Ron is