So, it's cold in the mountains, so I spent the weekend at my winter home, Christian's place in the Maconga.
Here are some pictures from the weekend in no particular order:
Somewhere about halfway between Auburn and Macon, there is a tiny tiny town, with an awesome courthouse. Don't worry, there was a pack of stray dogs wandering around the other side of the square, which was causing the worst traffic jam this town has ever seen. At least 5 cars.
About 15 minutes later, there were some big silos. I don't know why, but I like silos.
Got to Macon in time to ride some awesome roads, including this, one of the best dirt roads around.
On Saturday it was 36 degrees and pouring rain, which meant a solid breakfast and an excessive amount of coffee. Yeah, I did fill the holes in the bagel with egg so that i could cram more cheese into the center. Glorious.
I'm not going to say it was the hardest ride ever done or anything, but it was bad enough that Christian laid down to stretch and fell asleep for a couple hours, while me and his dad watched kung fu movies. The picture is horrible quality, but is the kind of thing that just needs to be on the internet. I hope you understand.