I have turned into a mountain bikeaholic
The Bucolic bikeaholic.
I seriously can't get enough of it. My days are spent either mountain bike riding, or planning my next mountain bike ride.
Even riding sploosh splash right through a giant wet pile of cow poop can't undermine my enthusiasm. (although it does make me wonder what in the world those Harvey bear cows are eating thats given them all the runs)
So, yeah...I won't be at Copperopolis this year.