Last night capped off a three day ride bender. I joined up with the Munson Monday crew quite by accident, and I had two distinct rides rolled into one. I started off with the “rabbits” and we rabbits rolled along merrily, enjoying another gorgeous Munson sunset and taking turns at the front. Somewhere near the old trailhead we were caught by the chasing group- the foxes, who were all waterbug types like stick figures on bikes. I took off after them and hung in there for a minute before my legs started smoking and the button popped on my turkey.
Stuck between the rabbits and the foxes I could only conclude I was the dog.
lick ’em if you got ’em
wish I had been there