a hard stretch of hill. i'm not going to shift down, though, i come up off the saddle, i'm pushing it. one more kilometer to climb. it's so incredibly pitiful that i ever wanted to do this, but now i'm stuck with it.
Friday, July 25, 2008
to the mid-coast...
So the Tough Cookie and I took a little trip to the Mid-Coast. Luck, Wisconsin to be exact, with a short lay-over in Minneapolis. Let me take you, dear reader, on a little photo-journey.
We landed in Minneapolis, where T.C. ate a gigantic cherry.
I forgot water bottles so we stopped at a typical Mid-Coast bike shop.
Riding bikes in Wisconsin taught me two things: it's really flat in Wisonsin,
...and they have some vicious m-f-ing hornets.
Drank some beers and sat by the lake.
Things that make me proud to be an American: an eagle on a Stars and Stripes being pulled on a John Deere in front of a PBR street sign.
Don't even have to go to your local 40+ hot spot to find me some Cougars.