The hell with this snow...

Tomorrow, I mountain bike. But today, it came to this....

Dirty Double D

The Dirty Dozen happened this past weekend, and it was fun again. It seemed a heck of a lot easier this year. I might not be any faster, but I guess I am stronger, if that makes any sense at all. Too bad I crashed on my first try up Canton. There was a little bit of a domino effect, that I unfortunately happened to be trying to ride my bike through. Didn't work. Ended up busting a cleat, and bending my rear derailleur a little bit, as I found out in the middle of Boustead. Nice!

Btw, I call it the Dirty Double D, because we drink tequila at the top of the even hills. Or something like that. Have to get a bigger flask for next year. I didn't expect Gunnar to help with it.

Speaking of flasks, the Punk Bike Enduro is this weekend!!! I hope to have a good report from it, and hopefully I won't end up as much of a drunken, bloody mess as I did last year. Things MAY have gotten just a tad out of hand. I should be ok, since we can't get Sparks anymore...