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Friday, March 18, 2011
I CANT DRIVE 55
48 hours. 750+ miles. Remington Hot Springs. Panoche Hills. Got lucky with the weather. Not so lucky with mechanical trouble(s), dropped bikes, wrecked bike. No cops and just one Juggalo (ette) run in. Im pretty sure those kids were fucking in the hotspring...
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Yeah, our pal Lars turned around two or so hours into the trip 'cause his bike was acting funny. Fearless Aldous crashed his bike on a curvy mountain pass, and got back on before we could realize what had happened. I knocked my bike over in the dirt while loading it up with all my crap. Aldous dropped his bike again while parking 'cause the ground was weird. Nobody got shot and I somehow didn't burn myself. -seldom
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