A very special ride it would be. marcos invited me on a ride with him after i got off work, and boy oh boy was i excited. it had been a solid month since i have had any bro time. everyone lives far a way from me, in places i would rather not ride my bike to, ahem, new haven.we meet in madison, and after exploring the old cycles of madison shrine (now a womens footwear boutique) we head north. 5 miles in a get my 6th flat tyre of the summer. no tools to repair with. perfecto! marcs women was nice enough to pick us up and bring us back to the shoppe.
from the shoppe we headed up towards durham. it was a great ride with some great company. we spoke of our love of commuting and tweed...we referenced the rivendell catalogue countless times. then we split in our respective destinations, and i headed back to clinton in the dark along windy wooded trafficless roads in the early evening air...it felt spectacular, and quaint.
Stacy told me to tell you that you looked fat. And, wear a helmet!
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