Rolled out with the Lincoln kids, JM and 3PO met us at the parking lot, Jose and Frankie showed up a bit after.

That's right, I said Jose!

We rode most of the singletrack out, it's in pretty good shape except for one down tree and a few nettles. Few brew's at margville and we were off. CVO and I were rippin' the S.T. when I here a big tumble behind me, I turn around to find him picking himself up ready to jump back on, full race mode. I get him to slow down a bit and take a mental inventory. Everything looks good, shit! bag off, beer everywhere, busted can, shit! empty bag, I think it helped the smell. Back on, shit! taco'd wheel, back up to the limestone, on hit, wheels true. no shit, one hit and CVO got it almost perfect, no loose spokes!

We roll on only to get heckled by T-bone and Stretch from above the trail, quick stop, another beer, can hear the band playing in Mineola, let's roll.