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The Mayor of Drunkinghamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447962168262533528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-13807859801304034762013-08-18T15:09:00.002-07:002013-08-18T15:09:45.767-07:00Wait for it. I have been delinquent in holding up my end of the bargain for posting on this blog. As a part of the team requirements, I am supposed to be keeping up with this. You can imagine my surprise to find out that my log-in still worked. I am kidding.<br />
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Couple of days ago, maybe a few, I received an email in my inbox with a link to this video from my former team director, and my good buddy to this day, Dave. Technically, I was not racing for Soulcraft at the time, but I was riding a Soulcraft when I sunk my teeth into this sweet victory. Hence, the reason I think it is appropriate to post this video here to make up for my lack of posting(s). Plus I live in a foreign land, a third world country at that. Never fear, Sean, as I will be making my way back to the U-S-A, looking like, in 2015.<br />
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Without further ado, enjoy the video, and wait for it. You will see why Sean picked me up to be a part of the team. You must have mad dancing skills in cleats. <br />
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Why? The reasons for this are not complicated but sometimes rare in other locales, especially in combination: First, the intrinsic beauty of the country side is hard to beat and camping spots both on and off the grid are relatively easy to find with a good map, although be aware these sites are somewhat different than forest service/BLM camping in the United States. Most municipal on-the-grid camp grounds are like KOA on steroids, but cheaper (bring your swim trunks...and a tennis racket if that's your style.). It is also important to note that organized camping is not open year around. I have heard rumors that these facilities close soon after the summer months expire.<br />
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Second reason, and importantly, in most "rideable" regions of the world it's rare to ride long distances in relatively remote areas, while camping wherever you like more or less, without a lot of "extra" weight due to the need for H2O, shelter, calories, and coffee (in my case). Yet, in rural France, there are bitchin' century old villages along the way stocked with <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/P%C3%A2tisserie" target="_blank">patisseries</a> on nearly every block, <a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:12-alimenti,carni_bovine,Taccuino_Sanitatis,_Casanatense_418.jpg" target="_blank">un boucher</a> and REAL coffee. What more do you need? You say water...well, one of the most convenient aspects of this set-up is the potable water fountains in every little village, precluding the need to carry much of it...some pictures to illustrate...<br />
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On a personal note, I found that I could ride comfortably all day--in a metabolic context--by gorging on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pain_au_chocolat" target="_blank">pain au chocolat</a> with a cafe' chaser. My favorite.<br />
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Last but definitely not least, <i>the pavement</i>. Perhaps, one has to give socialism some props for this one. The pavement in France is blissful and mostly car-less if you follow the right paths. While I consider myself a mountain biker, and, intrinsically, a lover of wild trails, it's difficult to argue with this...<br />
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All in all a great time that I highly recommend to anyone who thinks it's super bitchin' to refuel and relax with a pastry and a double espresso after climbing for 2 hours. I do. While you could fit France inside the state of Texas, it's a diverse regions with many guilty pleasures rare for long distance touring. More than anything, the people love the bike and it shows. Thanks for reading. More soon.<br />
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JQPJQPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16247152077681262898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-81442815670750809162013-07-11T20:39:00.000-07:002013-07-11T20:39:05.897-07:00June was a busy month for my extra curricular cycling affairs. Started off with my sixth finish at the <a href="http://www.dirtykanza200.com/">Dirty Kanza 200</a>, which was a long fun windy day. Two weeks after that was the ninth annual <a href="http://piratecyclingleague.blogspot.com/2013/06/ponca-ride.html">Ponca ride </a>which usually runs somewhere between 155 and 160 miles. Two weeks after that was the second annual <a href="http://odinsrevenge.blogspot.com/">Odin's Revenge <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXHa8iOSDWG084hhAi-58KDnWOvnMOYk_KtQ6EyNIeb7jHobG6mKV3Mf81OnMD4E1TR9XWCoVnHDeQykfKnlYf-4oAxAYRVVsZ9pUotD6tB_mFLL18ixrBZbDYSV-Z3nCD3PsY3Urx9LY/s1600/Odins+Revenge+13+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXHa8iOSDWG084hhAi-58KDnWOvnMOYk_KtQ6EyNIeb7jHobG6mKV3Mf81OnMD4E1TR9XWCoVnHDeQykfKnlYf-4oAxAYRVVsZ9pUotD6tB_mFLL18ixrBZbDYSV-Z3nCD3PsY3Urx9LY/s400/Odins+Revenge+13+064.JPG" /></a></div></a>which is in some awesome country in western Nebraska. All those miles were completed on my trusty Soulcraft 29er drop bar single speed bike. No flats, no nothing, just riding. Thanks to <a href="http://g-tedproductions.blogspot.com/">Guitar Ted </a>for the pic. It was taken along the amazing route for this year's Odin's. mwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04850174876026340203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-39743883397108229462013-04-29T14:28:00.000-07:002013-04-29T20:13:40.539-07:00Finally, my third finish in the TransIowaI've been craving my third finish since my second finish at the great TransIowa. My last finish was way way back in 2009 so it kinda seems like a while ago. Now at the moment it does not. I remember with great detail because I just went thru it. I had a riding partner for most of the fist day and gained another once night set in. So, it was Matt Jennings third attempt, and John Welsh's second attempt and it was all greatly satisfying. We kept a good pace in the daylight but I'm pretty sure we were crawling thru the night. There were a few scattered moments of panic during the final 100 in which I pondered the pain of crossing the line at 10 minutes after the final cut off. In the end we had about 40 minutes to spare in the 32 hour event time. The picture is of me getting ready to leave check point one. Thanks to Elisabeth Reinkordt for the pic. I had flatted about ten miles in to the event. I considered it good luck but I did lose my riding partners for the remaining 42 miles in to the checkpoint. The weather was perfect, the route was beautiful, the gravel was constantly changing and the skies were clear. Thanks to everyone who helped me complete the journey.
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<br />Lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10139884264531586512noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-8606465680495540902013-03-17T18:28:00.000-07:002013-03-17T18:28:27.939-07:00Back to It<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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For most of us, riding bikes is a typical part of the weekend schedule. It may be a race, a roost on a favorite mtb loop, or a cruise to an over-priced coffee and a yard sale, but it's there. The weekend bike ride is always there, like a good friend, or your laundry basket: waiting for you to dive in.<br />
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So in a sense, this weekend was like most others, except my "laundry basket" has been a bit empty when it comes to bike riding. Cancer can do that to you-set your priorities on the sideline while it wreaks a game of havoc on the main field. But I am back to it. I'm back to that invigorating flow of trail and rock and trees and laughter. I'm back to it, people, and cancer can watch me roll.Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05531445810144433037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-13816240074565710622013-01-09T18:41:00.000-08:002013-01-09T18:41:43.908-08:00late December postI finished 2012 with at least one century ride a month. It was a challenge initiated by Hurl and shared with me by a friend. I had always wanted to do a year's worth of centuries, so it was easy to bite on. December's century was the tried and true Wilber, Malcolm, Lincoln route. It's almost dead on 100. We streatched December out to 103.5 or something. Mostly gravel as usual, but to change it up I rode drop bar fixed 29er. Already puckering about the notion of a Jan hundy this year...it's snowy and cold, sort of. I do hope to keep up the hundy a month for a while tho. It's adictive.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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mwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04850174876026340203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-18714178415532434522012-11-06T20:38:00.000-08:002012-11-06T20:40:27.505-08:00Don't call it a comeback. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Back in 1988 when I started working for <a href="http://www.bgcycles.com/">Bruce Gordon Cycles</a> he had just started building his Rock 'N Road bikes which were cross type bikes built around his own <a href="http://www.bgcycles.com/rock-n-road-tire.html">Rock 'N Road 40C tire</a>. He also made cable connectors so you could swap bar/stem set ups between road and mountain without having to adjust your gears. Pretty slick. I road one of these bikes with flat bars for a couple years while I worked there. Rode it everywhere I rode my mountain bike. But at the trade shows shops couldn't wrap their heads around the bike. "What am I going to do with that? It's not a mountain bike and not a road bike", they would say. I'm pretty sure that was the point. And who would come into Bruce's shop checking out the Rock 'N Roads? Wes Williams, father of the 29r, who will tell you that Bruce's bikes were an inebriation for him. So here we are almost 25 years later talking about "Monster Cross" bikes like they're something new. The good thing about this resurgence has been that Bruce decided to make his tires again. This time Panaracer is making them in Japan for him and they're lighter and a little fatter than before. The first ride I did on the new ones was aboard my Dirtbomb on a 70+ mi ride with lots of road and lots of fire road climbs and save for the severe suffering, the ride was amazing. The Rock 'N Road tires are really the best dual purpose fat cross tires out there. Not too buzzy on the street and super-traction on the dirt, both climbing and descending. Kudos to Bruce for going out on a limb all those years ago and also for bringing these tires back! Director Sportyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18042055001880648255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-27752265139442044902012-11-01T15:10:00.002-07:002012-11-01T15:10:53.882-07:00Greetings from Sarteneja, BelizeAs the title suggests, greetings. It's been awhile since my last posting, and I know this. Life is keeping me busy in Belize, and while I have been thinking about posting here, the time is now. I can't promise this is going to be anything outstanding, other than a simple hello. Right now, I am on Day 14 of not having running water, and have at least 10 more to go. That's a total of 24 days. Yep, the village I live in has received a grant for a new water system, and it's in process. Supposed to be finished by end of 2012, but it's anyone's guess for project completion. The situation currently is two-fold since the Water Board couldn't pay the electricity bill to pump the water, and now that the bill is paid the construction has to continue, and since the tank is dry from not having water for the past couple of weeks, why not now? I can think of many reasons why, one being the fact that I have been without running water a most basic human need. I have been hauling water back and forth from my landlord's house tapping into his well, and his rain water. Awesome sauce, I know, pure adaptation. A part from that, I am ok in terms of happiness. I will be much happier when the water returns. That said, have been working on my bike here, and I think I have it to a place where it can bomb most anything. I hope to post some pictures of it, and slap a Soulcraft sticker on it at some point. They actually had a bike race in the village the other day. And we are talking coaster bikes all the way around. No hipsters allowed -- these people would school you on a bike. Anyways, that's enough for now. Cheers. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-41311844540908575952012-10-23T20:25:00.002-07:002012-10-23T20:25:44.591-07:00keeping the dream aliveShooting for one century a month this year ala Hurl. It's a nice goal. It's been going well and I've been clicking them off on gravel with Carl on either my drop bar 29er or my extra clearance road bike. October was a tuffy. We're having to do it separate for the first time since last December. Two more to go for me at this point<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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. So, anyways, October hundy was up to Prague and back. Prague was in full on party mode. It was great. The dirt roads were barely dry enough get across, but they worked.mwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04850174876026340203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-13395853292378472182012-10-13T17:02:00.000-07:002012-10-13T17:02:28.211-07:00recently had a quick weekend trip to the mountain bike nirvana that is western CO and eastern UT, with a few buddies incluing kliner. did the big loop from rabbit valley to western rim. great way to clear the mind out from work work work...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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mwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04850174876026340203noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-6261554288897406652012-10-08T15:30:00.003-07:002012-10-08T15:30:50.760-07:00Short Attention Span Frame Building<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="mozallowfullscreen" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/50793946" webkitallowfullscreen="webkitallowfullscreen" width="500"></iframe> <br />
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Friday night is the Gran La Fonda Bike Show in Santa Rosa. 5pm at the corner corner of 5th and Davis near the Sycip shop and across from Toad in the Hole Pub. Bikes+beer+food truck=boner. Check it out.Director Sportyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18042055001880648255noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-60119034275180022232012-08-30T14:26:00.000-07:002012-08-30T14:32:11.162-07:00Where oh where has the time gone?I promised Captain Shants that I would come through here on the regular to pen some of this, or some of that, and I'll be damned if keeping my own ship off the rocks has prevented any such activity.
It is with my heart in my hand (or is the adage 'my <i>hat</i> in my hand'?) that I come here right now to get some work done.
Whatever the case, at least my record is still cleaner than Hurl's.
Anyhoo, the primary reason for darkening this blurg's door today is to mention for the forth year running, Interbike will be seeing the underside of the bike industry converge at the nearly world Famous 'Underbike Industry Mixer®. The players in this bash will of course be the Soulcraft Bicycle Corporation, <a href="http://rittecycles.com/">Ritte Van Vlaanderen</a>, <a href="http://shop.swobo.com/">Swobo</a>, and my personal <a href="http://www.allhailtheblackmarket.com/">All Hail The Black Market</a> imprint.
I've lost track of what we're actually celebrating, but when friends who don't see one another but on an annual basis do, celebrating in the most debauched way is advisable.
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The Mayor of Drunkinghamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447962168262533528noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-73187404475237196392012-08-17T22:32:00.000-07:002012-08-18T22:06:33.641-07:00Ben is a married man!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is somewhat old news, but I recently came across this picture from the 2012 24 hours of the Old Pueblo (held in February), and Ben recently was married in June. I also really like this picture as Ben has been an important part of my life since I met him. So, I wanted to say congrats Ben and his new bride Sarah! Ben has had a relationship with SOULCRAFT bikes almost from their inception, and I met Ben at SOULCRAFT dealer Absolute Bikes in Flagstaff in 2001. We hit it off immediately and we subsequently attended the 2001 race together, which was their second go in Tucson. We still tell stories from that early race and we added a few more to the cache this year. Thanks for all your help this year Ben. JQPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16247152077681262898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-4443146522397026992012-08-03T10:30:00.000-07:002012-08-03T10:30:47.436-07:00A RUOTA LIBERA: A celebration of artisan pizza, handmade bicycles and music - August 12, 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<p>Second annual "free-wheel" event to be held at Una Pizza Napoletana, Sunday August 12th 2012 1pm-7pm</p>
<p>Una Pizza Napoletana and Soulcraft Bicycles invite you to spend an afternoon with a collection of passionate craftsmen as they showcase the fruits of their labor in the second annual "A Ruota Libera" -- Italian for "free-wheel" – a celebration of handmade bicycles, handmade Neapolitan pizza and live music. Doors to the event open at 1pm.</p>
<p>The annual event developed by Anthony Mangieri, founder of Una Pizza Napoletana, and Sean Walling, founder of Soulcraft Bicycles brings together a cross-section of the preeminent names in the cycling industry with a focus on bicycles, parts and components created in Northern California.</p>
<p>Anthony Mangieri will be working his pizza oven surrounded by exhibitors, including: Steve Potts, Bruce Gordon, Soulcraft, Black Mountain, Rock Lobster, Steelman, Hunter, Inglis/Retrotec, Falconer, Caletti, Frances Cycles, Black Cat, Paul Components, Ahrens, Pass and Stow, Rebolledo, Blue Collar, and White Industries. Handmade bicycles, parts and components will be on display around the restaurant for people to enjoy up-close and personally.</p>
<p>The event features an exhibit by photographer Brian Vernor and will be soundtracked by a live performance from San Francisco native and legendary Bones Brigade skater Tommy Guerrero. The Reveille Coffee truck will be on the scene to give a little extra boost.</p>
<p>"A Ruota Libera" is sponsored in part by Beer Moretti and Lambrusco Pronto wine. Doors open at 1pm and the show will close promptly at 7pm. Admission of $10 includes pizza, music performance and secure bicycle parking</p>
"A Ruota Libera"<br />
August 12, 2012 1pm<br />
Una Pizza Napoletana<br />
210 11th St (at Howard St)<br />
San Francisco, CA<br />
For more information: 415-861-3444[mk]http://www.blogger.com/profile/06739496251955097945noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-5697226398687212132012-08-01T10:43:00.001-07:002012-08-01T10:43:32.605-07:00H2H, finallySorry for the delay. I run perpetually behind schedule, especially during this time of year as I become anxious about the new Fall Semester. I teach a couple class and my old brain has lost some it's wattage to remember all the facts. Anyway, I wanted to report on another successful Hump-to-Hole (#4) before it also faded from my memory, if that is possible. This year was my 3rd attempt at the H2H and 2nd finish (I cracked on the rim two years ago after my brakes were rubbing (sure, JQP!!) for 30 miles). Although our stellar group (there was 4 starters) of adventurers made one wrong turn that cost us at least an hour of precious time, the total time from the top of Arizona to the bottom of Arizona (about 11,000 feet of descending) was about 14 hours and 35 minutes. We started the day around (that's A.M.):<br />
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It was another great day on the bike. The best part, as always, was my cohort: Art, BGR, and Mel are the best of the best. My favorite part of the day was this:<br />
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In this image, Art is fetching water using a MSR filter. Another foot down and he would have needed to jump into the tank. Although it seemed like a lot of work, we were stoked to have taken the time to pump water here. There was little water to be had over the "course", which as about 100 miles in total. My other favorite part was this single track during a lusher time:<br />
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<br />JQPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16247152077681262898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-16691346617407711082012-07-10T18:02:00.000-07:002012-07-10T18:02:26.409-07:00timecapsuledid a little 90 mile out and back to Brainard Nebraska where there lives a former motorcycle dealership that closed in the fall of 1990. they were a car dealer before that and a tractor dealer before that. there's alot of stuff there. lots of gems and treasures.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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registered riders were dropping out on the days leading up to the event due to the forecasted hell-ish heat. the rider meeting the night before was chill and with a small group. there was an awesome low key feel. and there was music played on a variety of instruments.
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start time was 6am. cloud cover lasted a few hours and gave way to clear skies with temps rising thru the 80s and lower 90s. we were quickly soaked with sweat. the first two check points were relatively easy to get to but our little group struggled into the third check point. i made it worse by trying to nurse a flat into the check point. i should have just changed it but i didn't want to stop until i was in the shade at the CP. i left the check point solo. at 96 miles my riding partners had enough. certainly couldn't blame them for that decision. 7 miles out i started to realize being solo in 97 deg heat with 6-7 hour of riding left was perhaps not a great idea. i called in. i was picked up. i hated doing that. i figured it was better than the potential alternative.
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upon returning to the start/finish area i was pleasantly surprised to receive the award for first place single speed. i did go the furthest of the single speeders, but yeah, would have rather finished the full distance. i'll have defend my title next year.
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<br />JQPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16247152077681262898noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5549988465530106120.post-16863490453581309942012-06-18T21:12:00.001-07:002012-06-18T21:12:43.879-07:00Ponca Ride V8This was the eigth annual running of the Ponca Ride. Lincoln to Ponca on gravel roads. About 155 miles. We have a tradition of planning the year's calendar pretty early in the year. Some dates work out great, some others don't. You know how it goes. Shit gets busy. This year the ride was scheduled for the weekend of the local mtb race series event at Ponca State Park, so we knew there would be plenty of quality homies up there. Well the sketchy weather and the racing drew away a few other quality homies so the attendance at this years ride was low...2 (corey and i). Ok, 3 at the start (jeff)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGT9IqT1Qz7BY8IOitlEhmsOT3qUOB2KtvBo8H5JHUJ94BrPjJeYMbSSberosKciXNh1GuWNhWLieJwjIvoUI2ThKG3SvJdyy8ODb1W9ZM0EEuKIixcbZlkEgtvVrxGObIBSWoJFoT6ug/s1600/corey1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"><img border="0" height="191" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGT9IqT1Qz7BY8IOitlEhmsOT3qUOB2KtvBo8H5JHUJ94BrPjJeYMbSSberosKciXNh1GuWNhWLieJwjIvoUI2ThKG3SvJdyy8ODb1W9ZM0EEuKIixcbZlkEgtvVrxGObIBSWoJFoT6ug/s320/corey1.jpg" /></a>
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, but only 2 to make the 155 up to Ponca. Constant headwinds, an hour of rain, an exploding pedal, awesome diner breakfast, drying roads, a kickass bike, puffy clouds, nice cowboys and a campground full of friends made for a great weekend. I stole some pics from Cornbread.mwhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04850174876026340203noreply@blogger.com0