Back in the Saddle Again!
As you can see, my old bike was loaded and ready to roll just prior to its ill-fated death in
Thank God a friend graciously loaned me another
It always feels good to be back in the saddle again! After a short jaunt across I-64, I arrived in Corydon, Indiana to meet the Central Route of the RFTW. One of the best parts about being a part of any multi-day group ride is the people you meet, like Don from Missouri.
After a short wait, the registration group and merchandise trailers arrived shortly
Soon, the main pack arrived and
Speaking of chow, it sounds like a great essential question. For all you students out there, how did the word "chow" come about? If you know the answer, ask your teacher's permission to comment it to me.
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