The road that never ends
Holly Goquickly had her rubbers majorly worked over Saturday. Big Ring and I hit the American roads once again, this time entering from a different border crossing, with the same goal of reaching the base of Mt. Baker, but with mapped out alternate routes if need be. It may look all peaceful and serene, but looks can be deceiving! I don’t know what it is about these American towns, but somehow, they’re like the ON button for the radio in my head. And on Saturday, I was singing Lambchops 😀 This is the hill that never ends. Yes, it goes on and on my friend. Some people started cycling it not knowing what it was, And they’ll continue cycling it forever just because… Reece Hill Road: “Eff me! Will you never end???” A somewhat stressful journey on a road that motorists seemed to think was a high-speed highway had us […]
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