i was running 20min late but still managed to catch the group a ways south on 77. after fighting a brutal headwind like that for 18 miles a few margaritas were in order. the ladies love them, especially miss jen.
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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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