4 days. 3 nights. 150+ miles. So what you're not seeing is the two days of bone shattering winds, 40 degree weather coupled with rain, setting up tents in the dark, trash-made clothing, fur mixed with bandit attire and the worst wake up dump of all time. Oh and while we're at it, let's throw bathroom hotdog dinners in there for two unlucky folks. Nonetheless. All of the fun was had...minus
The Terribles, ug. Many thanks to my riding cohorts and the fine folks of middle Missouri. Good people. Good fun.
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