A Big Haul
Biking is ordinary. But every now and then I get the urge to do something extraordinary.
Yep, nothing like a big haul to make me feel all powerful.
Biking is ordinary. But every now and then I get the urge to do something extraordinary.
Yep, nothing like a big haul to make me feel all powerful.
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Oh yeah! I can dig this emotion.
I had the same reaction hauling 300 pounds of firewood to a campsite a quarter-mile away over double-track. Powah!
I love this one! It reminds me of my monthly trips to Costco hauling home the goods.
Pow! Right out of the park. Love it. Enjoy your new trailer.
Yup, I hear you. I also like to transport delicate things too- big frosted cake. Flat of annuals. Not nearly as burly, but still- anything is possible by bike!
Spot on again! I have definitely been accused of this (ummm … perhaps justifiably) when returning from my weekly Rochester Public Market excursion.
Someone I know borrowed my bike trailer to get her equipment to hockey training. Here’s the result:
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