Well, I didn't get to do a super fun beer ride with my buddies from Lincoln this weekend. I am sure my drunken logic was surely missed. Well, I am sure it will be an annual event so maybe I'll make number 3.I did drink a lot of beer on Saturday though. The warm keg of the Taddy Porter clone is flowing like a champ and we decided to invite over friends and break out the grill. Low on carbonation but still good as hell. Drank a lot and then headed over to my neighbors to drink some more. A going away party for going of to sea as a merchant marine.
My buddy Anthony told me he was starting to ride the greenbelt on his old Trek 830.
Right on dude, lets go tomorrow.
I'm slow you don't want to have to wait for me.
Fuck that, dude. I know some sick shit out there and will be stoked to show you.
Anthony was down. Rode Lamar Rd to Toys R Us and hit the downhill. Anthony walked a lot but by the end he was keeping the feet on the pedals and off the ground. From this section on Toys R Us he went a long time without a dab. Best of all he learned a valuable lesson, a little bit of speed makes it a hell of a lot easier.
Some dude on a Crack n' Fail blasted past us. Anthony was like, "let's ride fast!" So we did through some rock gardens to the end of the trail.
Looks like we got another convert.
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