cruisin' to burger night: the inauguration
Ride the cruiser? In my strappy sandals? Alright.
We rode down 2nd Ave and across the train tracks to the Palace. No such luck getting on the patio so we grabbed a table in the bar and pulled it next to 4 other tables of regulars. Order beer. Order burger. Drink beer. Eat burger. Back on the bikes.
We’re going where? To get chocolate? Alright.
To Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory we went. Roan and Nick (the Mark Wiggins of Durango) enjoyed their treats while Miles and I warmed up for the 10 o’clock street sprints down Main. The secret to winning is to be the racer that says, “go!” I caught on quickly and did the 2 arm salute twice! Now that’s a good night.
We rode down 2nd Ave and across the train tracks to the Palace. No such luck getting on the patio so we grabbed a table in the bar and pulled it next to 4 other tables of regulars. Order beer. Order burger. Drink beer. Eat burger. Back on the bikes.
We’re going where? To get chocolate? Alright.
To Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory we went. Roan and Nick (the Mark Wiggins of Durango) enjoyed their treats while Miles and I warmed up for the 10 o’clock street sprints down Main. The secret to winning is to be the racer that says, “go!” I caught on quickly and did the 2 arm salute twice! Now that’s a good night.
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