janna was gonna do a gravel ride to her parent's place in crete, so i decided to go along and then head back on my own. but i needed fuel, so we stopped at Tacos El Pueblo for a few ranchero burritos.
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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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7 comments:
I know that look. I can also imagine what she said to you after you snapped that picture. :)
Looks like it was a fun ride out, aside from the wind.
Have a Merry Christmas!
what is she all pissed at ?
Aw, come on, smile Janna-that burrito looks very good.
oh she wasn't pissed. but when any pic is taken she puts on her tuffgirl face.
and you're right kim, those burritos were yummy.
Yep, that's her tuffgirl look. Oh, so intimidatin'... :D
Yeah, looking tuff with a napkin in her hand. I bet she could clean up the meanest of messes without breaking a sweat.
Im scared of you Janna.
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