Things looked good for awhile apart from a pesky headwind. Of course the headwind would soon be a distant memory as the front unleashed its full weight.
A gentle reminder, like it was needed |
Crickey, even time for a picnic |
Spokes? How many do you need? 32 -8 = ? |
The last gate! |
A wet but happy Jasper |
Are you sure? I thought the church we started at was Anglican? |
Please wake me up from this, I dreamt I was cold, wet and tired |
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