The last shuttle to the ride destination brought to you by the almighty Jeep came to an end today on an unbelievable stroll through God's singletrack on a crisp and cool November Canadian morning.
*fuck ya canada
Where else would you want to live? Yes we are boring whites white funny accents but when you look at the going ons of the world I think I am happy right here. I am used to putting up with the cold and not worrying if my house would be blown up to borrow.
*fuck you russia
The ride was amaze and could be a year top ride. The cool temperatures kept most people away which was top notch and somehow after a full set of work I had great energy and that translated to feelings of bliss as I zipped through the trees on the coolest bike in the world.
It was bliss. one of the best rides ever.
It was a bittersweet ending as I drove the jeepers home and thanked it for its fine service. It was ten years of awesome memories for driving this thing and it couldn't go to a better recipient. Lonebiker Junior. So it will still be hanging around which puts a smile on my face as big as this mornings ride did.