I am no Lance Armstrong in my group of riding buddies. However, I have had my moments of glory with my non-riding friends.
The most memorable was a visit to Niagara Falls. There was a mile long staircase and I had just ridden from Seattle to San Francisco. About half way up the stairs, most of my friends had stopped 300 feet behind.
The most memorable was a visit to Niagara Falls. There was a mile long staircase and I had just ridden from Seattle to San Francisco. About half way up the stairs, most of my friends had stopped 300 feet behind.