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Storms passed through...

This morning the remnant of the storms of Friday were lingering. We had misty showers all morning and further drenched the soaked ground. If it hadn't been raining, I might have gone out onto the new section of trail I want to open up. I am sure that the creeks were brimming full. This will be a good opportunity to see if the bridge is high enough above the creek bank. The trail itself will be too wet to ride for a couple of days. Too bad since it is my week off. It may be a road riding kind of week.

The long range forecast for next Saturday shows a sunny day on one page and rain on another. That is just about what I expect. A 50/50 chance of bad weather that will knock our century down to a minimum. All we need is a rain free morning. Maybe we can manage that. I recall that flood I rode through for the Cheaha Challenge. Next time, I'd just pass on it. That made a difficult experience even more challenging.

More work for the MB Tandem. When the crank fell off, it bent the chain-ring. Now I either have to order a new left crank or try to bend the old one back to round. I have found that Nashbar has a right crank that would have worked nicely. I could have saved some money fixing it up for off road. But with those cheap cranks, who knows if it would have held up to tandem pressure.

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