I Don't Do Mud On The First Date
I Rode My New Bike.
I went for a ride on my new bike.
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I followed a side road to the Conservation Park. There was too much mud. My bike will never be as clean again as it is right now. Now is not the time for mud.
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I rode back up the esplanade, past the turn-off to home, all the way to Port Willunga.
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The tide was in. Cormorants roosted on the piles of the old jetty, drying their wings.
My tyres stayed pumped up. Not that I ever doubted they would, mind you, given my awesome tyre-inflation skills of yesterday. My bum tolerated the new seat: time will tell if this truly is the beginning of a beautiful bum-seat relationship.
It was a nice ride.
I like my bike.
Today's ride: 17 km (11 miles)
Total: 524 km (325 miles)
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