Now, why would anyone get married? I'm sure no wife would let her husband get on a bike and ride all day from dawn till night, like I just did over the weekend.
Oh yea. The sex.
Right with you.
Saturday 27 August 2006.
I started off at 10am.
My secret riding trail:
At the entrance:
Halfway down:
Not much of a view, but still I wanted to capture it. Need a better camera, perhaps?
After coming back for lunch, I continued riding. And found myself in the backwoods. This industrial site was due to be torn down and something else in its place.
I like to wander around such desolated places.
Riding to the end, guess what I was rewarded with?
Sunday 27 August 2006.
It rained this morning. So I went back to bed. After lunch, I headed out to the SPCA, not knowing how to get there. After 2 wrong turns, I found the place.
There was a beautiful golden retriever there today.
I hope it finds a home.
And I just kept on riding.
Just doing the Forrest Gump thing.
And I found myself at Payar Lebar Airbase.
On coming back I found myself going past the Air Musuem or whatever it's called. And surprisingly there were none of the usual harassing building managers who hate bicycles on their premises.
Hence:
Well, me and the 'Stang now know where we stand.
See the similarity between the Moose-Stang and the Skyhawk?
Kind of bumped my bottle loose today. This beautiful thing:
Is now roadkill.
I'm going to start setting up my bike for a long road trip.
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