For those of you who don’t know, the Great Divide Race is a “Race” from Port Of Roosevill Montana on the Canadian Border down the The Rocky Mountains to Mexico. No support, no press, no parade, no podium, no entry fee and only one rule: you’re on your own. Just a blog where you can track the progress of a bunch of random, no-name dirtbags, you’ve never met, yet still feel a definite kinship with for their vision to do something so dificult, and painfull for it’s own personal intangible rewards. But it is definitely cool to look out over a valley and know that every bit of road for as far as you can see is how far you have to ride today…
And I think there’s some intangible rewarding going on in this pic:
-M
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I was all into the scenery and thinking about the open road and then you threw in this visual travesty. I’m scarred.
Reminds me of a highlight from last years GDR-on-a-fixie attempt by Matt Chester and the words, “painful infected saddle-sore.”
-M
now doesn’t that just give you a warm, fuzzy feeling
Speaking of warm and fuzzy - http://www.nordicgroup.us/s78/images/denmark12.jpg
I bet Knight Rider has some scrumdiddly yum bacon…