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| God save the queen . . . being part of the Empire (not to be associated with THE Empire) ain't a bad thing. Victoria Day weekend was a beauty this year! |
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| Only photo I took from Friday's SMH ride with Scott, Mark, John B., and King - a flat. Exciting stuff. |
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| Saturday's ride with Brian and Jason. Check out those panty lines! Is that a really wide thong Jason is wearing or Depends undergarment for being incontinent? He did wet himself once during the ride. |
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| Tower on top of Fortune. I was the middle man - Brian was ahead of me on the climbs, Jason behind. Perfect scenario for not having to try. |
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| Camp Fortune Ski Hill - trails were in great shape and work had been done on them. |
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| Brian |
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| Depends Undergarment Man |
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| Sunday was a 2 hr city tour with wifey and The Peanut in tow. |
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| I think this is the only stretch that wasn't littered with walkers and runners who took two lanes. Even with a 9 AM start the pathways were chock-a-blocked. |
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| Lots of baby geese out. |
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| Rolling through Experimental Farm - here they grow two headed cows and tomaccos. |
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| A Sunday ride would be a waste without coffee and cookies. The Peanut loves her chochy-chip cookies. |
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| Sunday afternoon was spent taking a dip in King's newly aquired pool. It was nirvana escaping the heat minus the wee penis. |
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| The Peanut working on her doggy paddle. |
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| Holiday Monday morning was spent knocking out a reverse loop of Fortune. John B. all fuzzed out. |
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| King draped over the handlebars like wet laundry riding up a particularly steep pitch on Fanny. |
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| Matt's dog Chance chased. |
