On the ride home, it felt like I was racing the rain. Had small droplets of rain on the backs of my arms and neck, but nothing on my face. It rained this way all the way home. Flagstaff has the oddest weather.
Then there is... The oddest experience of the day. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:
It's called, Sporkenstein. Built from spare parts:
And an old road bike frame:
I think he finally lost it.
Mileage: 7
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