This was taken about 15 minutes after I finished LT 100.
Either pedal your bike or go back to the farm.
Snake
No Longer in Showroom Condition
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
Two Wheels. One Dark Lord.
This was taken about 15 minutes after I finished LT 100.
Either pedal your bike or go back to the farm.
Snake
Damn.
That, gentlemen, is what we used to call a “thousand yard stare”.
That’s a nice kit you sporting Snake. Are they available to the public?
OK.
sick snake. sick.
looks like ouch.
whoa tubby. watch your diet…
I don’t know man, this years leadville I was the most impressed with your effort. Your perseverance & dedication, not just on the day but the previous year of work you put into it, and that stacked on top of the past 14 years. And then to watch you pedal up that damn hill Columbine, oh man. That was everything to do with being a cyclist.
Damn fine work Snake.
…that race is written all over you, amigo…you wear it well…
Time for a recovery drink. And a shot.
Is there a hill?
Tell me.
Years. What are years?
Is there an ‘over the hill’?
I don’t see it.
I just see more hill.
“I’ll climb ’till I’m dead.” said I, little-heart.
Our heart is only the size of a fist.
It is said that the number of beats is finite and quantified.
I’ll take ’em now, then. Upon my wheels. Upon my saddle.
Dude. Much respect.
Awesome Jake
I chose both. Can I go back to tractor now? It’s like a long training ride. Arivaca….
where is the beer in the hand? what is this?
Enjoy the post ride endorphins
Looks more like the aftermath of spending the whole night at the local titty bar.
Fess up Snake.
you look like shit
And yet I’d bet my fixed Crosscheck and all then lugged steel in my shed he has never been happier. ‘Splain me that, Lucy.
Hans Solo?
What a transformation.. this looks nothing like you Snake. Merel Haggard maybe.
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