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So it starts. I send a broadcast text out last night announcing a 6am ride this morning. One response in need of a ride to the trailhead. At 5:15am I resist the urge to turn off the alarm, I have promised EJ a ride. After getting dressed and ready, I receive a text informing me of her bailing. I text the only word that comes to mind, "b!tch!"
I pull into the trailhead parking lot and take the last few gulps of beautifully brewed French press coffee (I actually made enough for my passenger, but she would get none). From the parking lot I authored the first paragraph of this post as a text to the missing passenger and sent it. She would be jealous of my solo jaunt later.
Here are the photos to instill the jealousy:
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Here I made sure there weere no extra limbs possesed by my shadow, so I could post the photo.
I pull into the trailhead parking lot and take the last few gulps of beautifully brewed French press coffee (I actually made enough for my passenger, but she would get none). From the parking lot I authored the first paragraph of this post as a text to the missing passenger and sent it. She would be jealous of my solo jaunt later.
Here are the photos to instill the jealousy:
Here I made sure there weere no extra limbs possesed by my shadow, so I could post the photo.
