We spent way too much time chatting Dutch, shit, bizniz, preparing the biek (swapped some parts) and luggage and enjoying the ottolenghi lunch and homemade sourdough bread (>>> golf club thread) so left around 1600 the two of us.
First part, le depart.
Tijmen joined me a bit to say goodbye to the Kona.
Here he is holding back his tears.
I stupidly fell in the first park that we encountered but "zonder erg".
I have never owned a 29er. Fat tyres are slow. Wide bars are wide.
Also, I had to send back approximately a third of what I brought.
Original plan was to camp, but it was around freezing and couldn't.
So I decided to creditcard bikepack (tm) and do a trial fully packed as can be but still be comfortable.
I hurt Tijmens sensibilities as a professional bag maker by stuffing all his bag to the brim.
I'll get better, I promise.
Anyway. Countrylanes that turned into forest roads as quickly when Tijmen turn around back to Leipzig
We spent way too much time chatting Dutch, shit, bizniz, preparing the biek (swapped some parts) and luggage and enjoying the ottolenghi lunch and homemade sourdough bread (>>> golf club thread) so left around 1600 the two of us.
First part, le depart.
Tijmen joined me a bit to say goodbye to the Kona.
Here he is holding back his tears.
I stupidly fell in the first park that we encountered but "zonder erg".
I have never owned a 29er. Fat tyres are slow. Wide bars are wide.
Also, I had to send back approximately a third of what I brought.
Original plan was to camp, but it was around freezing and couldn't.
So I decided to creditcard bikepack (tm) and do a trial fully packed as can be but still be comfortable.
I hurt Tijmens sensibilities as a professional bag maker by stuffing all his bag to the brim.
I'll get better, I promise.
Anyway. Countrylanes that turned into forest roads as quickly when Tijmen turn around back to Leipzig
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