Hey, he was likely elderly or having some heart condition, or being able to do 40+ miles in the wilderness, give him a break.Guy on YT ebike rode the hill up multiple times with the dropper in the lowest position possible with no effort whatsoever. Sure ebikes are just like a regular bikes.
I was just about to reply to or edit my post to say: I'm writing the trip report now and will publish in a little bit!your link is bad, and you should feel bad.
Meh™Chasing a storm yesterday was The Right Answer™ and was only made mo'bettah by a camp out in the van at 11,000 Freedoms. Waking up to 13º Freedom was a bit chilly, but coffee and hot oatmeal helped. Couple of good shots from yesterday's adventure...
All pics and trip report:
Miles, send the jump!
I was just about to reply to or edit my post to say: I'm writing the trip report now and will publish in a little bit!
Try it nao.
Those viking genes make the Danes look like 25 when they in reality are 80. The ebike also nearly rides itself as it alows this elderly to hit the road gap I posted a pic of a couple of weeks ago.Hey, he was likely elderly or having some heart condition, or being able to do 40+ miles in the wilderness, give him a break.
Always Ride™Slept like crap. Possibly because full of cheese and beer. Almost said fuck it and stayed in bed, but forced myself out for a ride which wound up being the right decision. Trails were frozen and mostly empty, and had a good ride. Made a stop for potatoes on the way home, grocery store happened to still have Victory winter cheer, I thought it was sold out everywhere. So score there. Have stacked a sufficient amount of firewood for impending snowpocalypse, first flakes came down while I was stacking. Forecast is now 13-17". I'll believe it when I see it. Bird feeders refilled. Now a shower, then perhaps a brisket cheesesteak and beer for lunch.
I feel much less fat about lunch beers and a cheesesteak now
As someone who finds himself far too often in the metaphoric winter season after 27ish years of couple-dom, your springtime passion warms the cockles of my heart...Heading out to meet up with a few friends to ride, then do a backyard fire pit all spread out safely for beers and takeout. This is the conversation that ensued as we were getting in the car:
Me: “How many beers are we bringing?”
Financée: “Forty!”
Perfect.