TALES: The Basketman
After bidding farewell to my in laws after 10 days, a couple of seemingly unprecedented dry days provided an afternoon to make adjustments to my newly-strung and freshly tuned up bike. Spent about an hour on Spiders and Pipes making adjustments, and a hidden stump just off of the right side reminded me how important it is to pick lines wisely.
After gingerly walking around a local (“The Basketman”) who weaves bamboo baskets in the middle of the trail, I’m now convinced from his comments, albeit in Japanese, that the next trip will need to include Awamori and chocolate-covered Macadamia nuts to ensure our continued thoroughfare.
After bidding farewell to my in laws after 10 days, a couple of seemingly unprecedented dry days provided an afternoon to make adjustments to my newly-strung and freshly tuned up bike. Spent about an hour on Spiders and Pipes making adjustments, and a hidden stump just off of the right side reminded me how important it is to pick lines wisely.
After gingerly walking around a local (“The Basketman”) who weaves bamboo baskets in the middle of the trail, I’m now convinced from his comments, albeit in Japanese, that the next trip will need to include Awamori and chocolate-covered Macadamia nuts to ensure our continued thoroughfare.
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