Glad to see you made it to Mimbres! You know, you're pretty close to where we ran the Bataan Memorial Marathon back in March; I bet you were thinking "no mama, no papa, no uncle sam" back there in the wild the last couple of days. And I thought merely running a marathon carrying a 40 pound pack through the desert made you a tough guy! Probably seems like child's play now. Heck they had a misting machine. You got a monsoon. Anyway good luck the rest of the way; channel the spirit of those battling bastards of Bataan and complete your mission! Just do my anxiety a favor make sure you are all refuled and carb'd up, and your bike in tip top shape, before you leave Silver City. Less than 200 miles to go! I've got a cold beer waiting for you in the Fort.
-Slush
no mama, no papa, no uncle sam
Glad to see you made it to Mimbres! You know, you're pretty close to where we ran the Bataan Memorial Marathon back in March; I bet you were thinking "no mama, no papa, no uncle sam" back there in the wild the last couple of days. And I thought merely running a marathon carrying a 40 pound pack through the desert made you a tough guy! Probably seems like child's play now. Heck they had a misting machine. You got a monsoon. Anyway good luck the rest of the way; channel the spirit of those battling bastards of Bataan and complete your mission! Just do my anxiety a favor make sure you are all refuled and carb'd up, and your bike in tip top shape, before you leave Silver City. Less than 200 miles to go! I've got a cold beer waiting for you in the Fort.
-Slush