Failure

Brent and I made it just about 20 miles.  We had a super awesome tailwind pushing us to over 40 miles an hour without pedaling one little bit.  Such a strange feeling to feel the moment loss going up hill and realizing that equates to 20 miles an hour!   Shattered my derailleur and that was the end of the ride.  Sometime as I sat with my head in my hands alone in my little world, Brent tried to single speed me up so we could get home.  Cut the chain too short leaving me with a nice big walking stick.

The Crosscheck was present

There was a Vaya too!

WC early on the linear path

WC in happier times

I believe this is what ultimately sunk the rear derailleur.  Thank God you can't smell this!

UH-OH!

One of the last feel good moments

Fucked