tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102685661617062574.post5884617007459984339..comments2023-08-30T09:57:31.058-05:00Comments on Wholesome, Steel-Cut Goodness: Unnoticing One's Future Homebradyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12422901243969548083noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102685661617062574.post-77072006705913896682016-01-29T11:08:17.231-06:002016-01-29T11:08:17.231-06:00Aw c'mon man, you let me have it. That was the...Aw c'mon man, you let me have it. That was the infamous kiss and make up hill, and I needed some merciful redemption from what happened earlier in the ride. <br /><br />I do recall that Munson almost ate shit after taking a hidden bump on the Omaha trace. To this day, I think of that every time I cover that section of roadbradyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12422901243969548083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102685661617062574.post-47544543555327101292016-01-29T10:42:51.828-06:002016-01-29T10:42:51.828-06:00Oh, man. July 4, 2007 was the first day I went hom...Oh, man. July 4, 2007 was the first day I went home and told Chris that some dude with flags on his bike dropped me on a hill. bryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11912338270471222275noreply@blogger.com