swarms of flying ants!
as i headed out west on hwy 33 little did i know that the heavenly rays of light would soon be followed by...
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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
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I had an ant on me when I got back from riding last night too...but you were covered. :S
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