So yeah, I’ve been in a riding funk lately. You know the feeling, were you want to ride but you keep acting like a chump and putting it off? Then you think about all the stupid things you did instead of riding and you feel even worse. Sound familiar?
Been staring out the window at the foothills of the Smokies and I’ll be Damned if I’ve gone out to explore the hog trails that Zig-Zag through the country side even once. What the hell was I waiting for?
Anyway kids, I broke the streak! It hit me like a 12 pack of Sierra Nevada at 2p.m. on a Friday. So good.
Saddle up and Straggle on.
Saw lots of this...
This is seriously someone’s mailbox. Go Vols?
Clever East Tennessee graffiti artists…
Did you know Jesus was apparently a bike mechanic?
Disclaimer: Saying “Jesus” will not break a KMC 10 speed Chain. Tried it.
Huh-huh. Royalty.
Climb up on my big ass steed. (sorry for the stupid advertisement. Skip and listen.
'K thanks. Bye now,
Greggers
