Epic Adolescence
Fatty’s Triathlon was fun. Pure ear to ear toothy grin fun. It struck me during the day just how juvenile riding a bike can be. Here was a sizable group of adults riding two-wheelers on swoopy trails, laughing, smiling and trash talking. And then afterward, we slid down a rock into a pool of water.
Like I said, it was just plain ol’ fun. Even if my epic whiteness was blinding in the mid day sun.
We rode…
We slid….
And we ate…
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That was a blast. The sliding rock was the perfect post ride, pre-brat activity.
I’m glad to see Fish cooked those brats over charcoal. Now I’m truly jealous that i couldn’t make the trip.
nice riding with you. good luck with the new youngsters.
jruss
Adam, good to finally put a name to a face. It was great to ride with you. Jruss, thanks for the gel packs! I was a dead man riding until you showed me some love. I hate the bonk.
you are officially the nerd of all nerds.