DangerDirtyD
iMTB Hooligan
So a recurring theme for today’s ride is me hammering up the hills as best I can, and I hear a skidding tire over and over and over again. Poor Faustie almost rammed me a dozen times on the climbs.Dude says “come on up… we’ll do a mellow ride. 10 miles and 2000 feet…”
At 4000 feet, I got a little suspicious that I was punked by The Fire Road Bandit! He was a machine!
I think we did circles until he found a climb I couldn’t clean. I cried "Uncle!"
Fun day… Ending with tacos and a Greek coffee to enjoy on the drive home.
22.2/4250
P.s. I almost gave some firemen wounds to treat… And a show.
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He didn’t have to talk smack, but he was rather articulate with his expressions.