Mark and Bill climbing:
It was cold up on the Parkway - much like it is in Milwaukee right now. Ha ha!
Mark staged a protest against the intrusiveness of Scott's doping controls:
Me, Bill, and Scott:
Mark and his post-ride recovery drink:
Mom - I wore the socks you bought me:
After the ride, Bill died.
Mark was so distraught, he took a shower, then snuffed it himself.
Wusses. All we did was 14,000 feet of climbing in 87 miles.
1 comment:
Hope you guys know how lucky you are, with all these climbs! Bill doesn't seem ready for Holy Hill yet.
R (getting ready for another flat, chilly expedition to Port)
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