A trip - but not mine
I woke up in my groggy, sinus induced, sick stupor one morning wondering how my boyfriend and his sidekick were doing down in North Carolina. They had left a few days before for a manly mountain bike trip. Shortly after their return I perused the hundred or so pictures from the trip. I'm wondering at which point in the adrenaline rush, sweat filled, beer craving induced ride they encountered this particular patch of trail?



