It's Sunday afternoon. I just returned from the Cherokee National Forest where a bunch of friends, new and old, camped and rode bikes. The fall foliage was stellar and my belly is more sore from laughing than my quads are from climbing. Huge kudos to event planner, Reid and route master, Tyler. It was a weekend for the ages. The following photos are a work of the people.
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| the steep climb out of Lost Creek CG |
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| Tyler looking contemplative on the banks of the Hiawassee |
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| Tyler and I taking the fun way by a river outfitter |
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| Tyler and Luke letting one of the very few cars we saw through |
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| the gang takes a snack and pee break |
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| the gang takes a burger and beer break |
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| Josiah and Reid at another scenic overlook |
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| "if you ain't the lead dawg, the scenery never changes" pt. 1 |
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| "if you ain't the lead dawg, the scenery never changes" pt. 2 |
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