on my way back on the jamaica i had to stop at one of the bridges for a moment to wait for an odd looking kitty cat to leave the bridge.
tuesday night ride: lights? check... duct tape over shoe vents? check...
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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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