International sign for "YOU WANT TO RACE?!" (hands in the drops)
Who wants some?!
Some sprints were to be had last night on the way home and Brain by far was the superstar! I forgot to mention that on Monday Matt killed me on his Sojourn which was weighted down with his panniers; I don't think I have a future in sprinting but I will keep trying!
Right be fore we took off from work my new "commuter" the XXIX had a flat in the rear - so I had to change pedals and ride my Prestige...darn!
Brian was so happy that it was +60 degrees out last evening he thought he would document his joy. I think his collar was a little excited as well.
This was not staged...there must have been a ghost that slid our bags out of alignment on the trail so we had to re-adjust.
Nice...a short sleeve Twin Six jersey on October 23rd - pretty sweet.
We stopped in Georgetown and met up with my husband and a couple evening beverages...this was sitting next to our table. It's probably used as a bean bag toss or something...we thought our faces fit nicely in the stars.
The sun has set time to cruise home.
BLURRY, BLURRY, BLURRY.
The morning was overcast, the light was low, a headwind kept us from advancing at a rapid pace, and Brian got the Magnum PI song caught in our heads.