If we get separated. My riding buds make a point of remembering silly side roads an idiot might mistakenly take.
My shite sense of direction is only overshadowed by my shite sense of distance. So if you ever find yourself in Norway on a ride With me, and I say 'Nah, its not that far, we'll ride it*'. Pack a sleeping bag.
I got lost riding up Alp d'huez.
If we get separated. My riding buds make a point of remembering silly side roads an idiot might mistakenly take.
My shite sense of direction is only overshadowed by my shite sense of distance. So if you ever find yourself in Norway on a ride With me, and I say 'Nah, its not that far, we'll ride it*'. Pack a sleeping bag.
Keeps me fit though.
(*again apols Dammit, TW2, Crumbs)