



went up north to branched oak for some laps. on the way i stopped for coffee at the bait shop, and a cute grey kitty came by. he wouldn't come close enough for me pet him though.
'never again during the remainder of his journey to San Francisco would he equal or surpass this day's eighty-eight-mile effort. furthermore, never again on the trip would he encounter roads as fine as those he met in the Cornhusker state. riding through Wyoming and every state or territory thereafter, Nellis would long for the "excellent paths" of Nebraska.' - An American Cycling Odyssey, 1887
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likewise man. were you coming back from doing some offroad action up there at BO?
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