Originally Posted by bigbossman

Robbie - hope you didn't get banged up too bad! At least you saved the bike, that's the important thing. Skin grows back, but Y-Foil's are few and far between.

Sunday I took a spin with Bikingshearer. We kind of did a free-form thing - he showed up at my door and we took off without anything in particular in mind. 41 miles and three hours later we were back home. Riding, fooling around, chatting up the local fauna as encountered, and taking a particularly refreshing stop at 7-11 for a Slurpee in 100 degree heat.

I had been neglecting the Cinelli of late, so that's the steed I chose for the day: