... sort of
Double-wash out today:
(1) was supposed to go a-Carnivaling with The Darling Daughter in N.O., but she called last night to say that her roommate's sister was in town, they'd gone to FIVE parades, the town had gone bonkers, and she was ready to hang up this whole Carnival bidness until next year, and could we please just have a quiet dinner sometime next weekend? Sure.
(2) OK, so Prepared Man is prepared -- last week's three broken spokes were fixed already -- so I headed to the trails this morning. Then headed back out about halfway through the ride, with two more spokes broken. Something is definitely up with that back wheel. Will debug it this week.
So I sorta rode, sorta didn't. But it was still worth the trip. I mean, as pretty as the weather was, if both wheels had fallen off and the fork spewed oil at the trailhead, it would have still been worth the trip. I can deal with a couple of spokes.
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