Day 10
We bid farewell to Mama Hildas
As a female rider, I am always skeptical of public bathrooms. However, I am simply amazed, if not simply giddy, how clean every public bathroom has been in the this country! I guess when make people pack in their own TP, there is no need to strew it across the floor nor any reason to make the toilet backup with a huge ball of it. However, I've never had to contemplate if I would enter a bathroom full of cocks before!
As a dualsporter, it's a bit sad to see all the road construction. I like this pile of grading doesn't even warrant a single sign. Boy would that be rude to bury a front tire into at speed, thus reason #2,000,432 to NEVER ride at night around here
The last run through the mountains
It's St. Valentines day, somehow Bruce is oblivious to that fact until we notice the line at restaurant is out the door for Sunday brunch. We have nothing but time, so the wait for this grub was well worth it.
Soon enough, it's time to return the bikes to their rightful owners.
We bid farewell to Mama Hildas
As a female rider, I am always skeptical of public bathrooms. However, I am simply amazed, if not simply giddy, how clean every public bathroom has been in the this country! I guess when make people pack in their own TP, there is no need to strew it across the floor nor any reason to make the toilet backup with a huge ball of it. However, I've never had to contemplate if I would enter a bathroom full of cocks before!
As a dualsporter, it's a bit sad to see all the road construction. I like this pile of grading doesn't even warrant a single sign. Boy would that be rude to bury a front tire into at speed, thus reason #2,000,432 to NEVER ride at night around here
The last run through the mountains
It's St. Valentines day, somehow Bruce is oblivious to that fact until we notice the line at restaurant is out the door for Sunday brunch. We have nothing but time, so the wait for this grub was well worth it.
Soon enough, it's time to return the bikes to their rightful owners.