But the best parts of the trip had little to do with natural beauty. See evidence:
This bike trip also marked the first time I've ever gotten an advertisement left on my bike:
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Thursday, October 1, 2009
On two wheels
Last weekend, Ryan, Flan and I went on a 20-mile bike ride up Willamette Blvd. in Portland. I didn't know it then, but that turned out to probably be the last nice day before Portland enters its months-long gray period. The ride was gorgeous. See evidence:
But the best parts of the trip had little to do with natural beauty. See evidence:
This bike trip also marked the first time I've ever gotten an advertisement left on my bike:
But the best parts of the trip had little to do with natural beauty. See evidence:
This bike trip also marked the first time I've ever gotten an advertisement left on my bike:
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