No Crap.


50 yesterday, into a sustained 30 mph wind. I was working, at times, downhill, to get to 15 mph. And the first 9 miles were in rain. Couldn't believe it, though, 2 miles after it stopped, my gear - ALL of it - was completely dry. The wind was that strong.
'Course, getting home felt like I had caught a taxi.
Next Saturday I am going to be in Emporia for the Randy Ride. Not that we're ALL Randy, just two of us. But others of us might feel Randy. Whatever. The jokes could go forever..... I'm calling it that because two of the ride organizers have the same first name, that being a common shortened name from the Chistian name, Randall.
Come and join us.
Micah.

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