Headed out on the bike this morning. Reports of thunder storms again. I had to remind my "engines" a.k.a. quadriceps a few times, this was not supposed to be a 'easy day' we needed to work. So I pushed the pace the best I could. 62 miles on the dirt. Metric Dirt Century #34 for the year. Tomorrow I won't be able to ride with "parent sitting" work, and a dentist appointment. So if I have leg burn out tomorrow I'll have a day of leg rest.
At 27 miles out it started to rain, the skies were getting darker so I thought I will turn around and get closer to home in case the big thunder boomers come after me. It cleared up before I got home, and I needed more miles to make today's ride a metric dirt century so I looped around for some additional mileage.
Wouldn't ya know it. Out riding country, and nature calls. Yeap, number II, I had to do. So I knew where there was a outdoor public rest room and I headed there. But there was a problem. Notice the dilemma in the picture. HINT, look inside the white circle.
Almost home, and I come across this young fellow, walking, my father 86 years old. I took this picture before he knew I was behind him. Happy Father's day papa. we all went out to eat later.
I've come up with a good money making idea. I have a small billboard sized forehead I carry around with me. It's size is due to two things, a large head and Male Pattern baldness. Well with all the biking I do, all over the place I decided to rent out advertising space there. Here is me and my first customer.
Cheers and happy riding
Oh and P.S. I carry spare T.P. :-)