We drove down to Provo to sign a waver, attach lights to our bikes, and pay our 3 dollar fee.
Five miles, five miles of pure fear and shear horror.
Max and Derick head up the entire thing driving along at the head of the group on the tandem Schwinn bike. Max, on the back of the bike, hands free that he can yell into the mega phone as he bikes along.
"Please stay in the bike lane!"
Max, what a crazy guy. It was his third week doing it, and it is at the point where people meet up to come along for the tour that had just heard about it on facebook. Apparently KBYU wants to write and article on him too, so funny.
Max admits he is not the best story teller, yet it doesn't matter because all his facts are straight, and his EMF reader confirms all of the stories. It was a great time.
Then you round the corner to see Andie there, with the hatchback open on her little VW golf waiting for us to arrive with hot cider and RaVoe chocolate chip cookies.
And here are some crappy pictures to enjoy that are out of focus and don't capture at all the cool fall crisp air or the excitement we all felt as we biked along together. But they give you and idea. . . . Max is so awesome.
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Max is so awesomw.
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