Tour de Los Penasquitos Canyon Preserve

My day started off early yesterday. The internal alarm clock seems to be working just fine. I went to work for some breakfast (turkey and cheese croissants really hit the spot when you're hungry) and then I went to James' house to pick up another bike for none other than Allan, aka Sup Hater. And so now, I'll let the pictures do the talking.

Flat tire.


Sup Hater.


Flexin'.


We had a little distraction and ended up rock climbing for about an hour.

Titanic?!?


Them.


Bam after taking the first leap of faith.


Cecile.


Lyle.


Rhoda.


Ollie.


Another leap of faith.


Poseurs.


Tk. aka the chameleon.


The Chameleon in action.


Poser mobile.


Lunch.


The Cycling Division.


Our mascot. I think.


Today I woke up early. For Easter my family usually has an egg hunt. But as each year passes by, the family doesn't do all the things we did when I was a kid. So, instead Tk, Erwin, Allan, Calvin and I went on another cycling trip. This one wasn't even funny, it was ridiculous. Soooo many inclines and what not... We dropped by April's and woke her up and said Happy Easter to her. Then we stopped by the Workshop and paid a visit to Carl's Jr. JR mentioned Grindhouse or something like that tonight. So we'll see.

Song of the week: Hands Down