after breakfast we all finally went home. i crashed until really late in the afternoon so i missed out on seeing the racing at pioneer's park.
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'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
after breakfast we all finally went home. i crashed until really late in the afternoon so i missed out on seeing the racing at pioneer's park.
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Yo man, I'm really glad you're not a photographer.
Glad ya gota ride my bike though....
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