So with two light layers of wool under a light wind breaker was giving me the chills with the winds. I decided to keep moving and let the exertion, and sun to get me warmed up.
The gravel roads were soft and sticky in a lot of areas. Was like riding through 2" of peanut butter, dragging my tires.
Was going to cut through this drainage ditch. Then I saw 'him' a Troll, a rare sighting. I turned around and took an alternative route. They can be dangerous.
My rear tire started flatting on me. Saint. Green Slime took care of the leak, and with a refill of air I was back on my way. All and all I rode 25 miles out, and turned around and retraced my steps back for a 50 mile ride on the gravel and dirt trails. Legs are good and tired, a lot of soft spots had me standing up on the pedals to plow through.
Was a good day.
Dave
5 comments:
Okay, that's a scary troll guy.
Not the garden type variety.
Oh my, dear Dave. Your new pic for the blog header made me LAUGH! Kinda creepy, dontchathink? I saw a freaky baby somewhere and almost bought it to mail to you or something. Next time I shall not pass by.
Way to grind through the PB!
That's a European Troll mate. What's he doing there? Did you ask him? I'm wondering if there'll be a North American Troll guarding a bridge here in good old Blighty? Might be a Troll job swap...
Nice riding Sir.
it is funny how the temps just are irrelevant after this long winter. I rode to work and a co-worker goes it is 14 out. I said no it can't be - didn't feel cold on the bike.
All in the gear - that is what I tell my wife ;)
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