Post ride chatting. Only fast guys showed up for my “hill” ride, then we really did hills… no sprint points last night and I lost my King of the Mountains jersey ; )
1. I am shooting my POD when a fisherman walks up and says, “I’m no photographer but this is an ugly place for pictures.”
2. I got bored and pulled the cap off my truck, since then 3 people have stopped me to say “nice truck.” I guess it looks like a grandfather’s truck with the cap ; )
One of the cool thing about motorcyclists is they go for a ride just for the ride, so that is what I did tonight. (but in the Prelude with the windows down)
Bigger balls than me… Tim R. sails off a jump after his first attempt sent him into the trees. I refused to try it… I know how that ends ; )
ps thanks Tim O for loaning me your camera for my POD!
A Great Blue Heron rests on a light pole…. I had never seen that before.
It’s turning into one of those weeks…