Mags got back on Tuesday. He rode tonight. Good crew. Damian didn't make anyone crash, that's always a plus. Rode to the cliffs. Many jumped jumped. Water beers were had. Rode hard to LA Beach then hard back. I chased a guy that honked at us from Galloway to 5th. He even started taking turns to lose me. He did, but he knew I was there. Then to the Ultimate Spot (Fuck yeah!). Bees. What? Bees! Many of us got stung... more than once. I left early because I'm beat from riding hard with a cold.
Oh, and I bought a Big Dummy. It hauls big stuff, like the box it came in back to the bike shop.
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