Yes I lost yet another GPS and it was a last minute game plan to keep it in my jersey pocket that caused it's fate. My phone was on the same pocket and I can only assume it flew out at one point taking the photos for this blog. Damn you Lonebiker, damn you to hell!
Other than the GPS which was a huge bummer the ride was quite great. A Turner park take off was a bit of a slower pace than the usual but how the hell would I know now?
sniff sniff… sorry just had to step back to have a little cry.
Thats all I got kids. I'll be pouting about this one for a while.
|I rode back and checked here and on the bridge|
|is it here?|
|could it be here?|
|how abouts-a- right here!|
|i thought this picture would have different text when i took it|
now all i think is 'my poor gps..'