Or maybe not...looks like the rain is moving in as I type, preventing me from getting my Blanco Knight Pugsley SS even muddier than the slop-fest stream crossing debacle at Landahl last Friday...as has been foretold, the rocks at Swope park are not conducive to traction in any way shape or form when wet. Or just give it a Bon Jovi for attenuation...
So, no narcissistic selfies of me and my beloved Surly today folks, just a photo dump of epic proportions....not unlike the morning after a Chipotle burrito and a Tank 7 Smokestack.
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