Kelsi and I hopped on our bikes and headed out the the western edge of Union County.
It was quite nippy on the toes. It was nice to fit in a 25 mi.
ride because the Holiday food slug was hitting me.
My brakes did not like the cold and sounded like feral pigs chasing me on occasion.
As I approached my neighbors house I belched several times really loud. I thought the neighbor was imitating me with his own belch. Evidently the combo of feral disc brakes and belches got the one of the chickens upset and screaming. It was a multitude of screaches! Or mating call?
It was quite nippy on the toes. It was nice to fit in a 25 mi. 
ride because the Holiday food slug was hitting me. My brakes did not like the cold and sounded like feral pigs chasing me on occasion.
As I approached my neighbors house I belched several times really loud. I thought the neighbor was imitating me with his own belch. Evidently the combo of feral disc brakes and belches got the one of the chickens upset and screaming. It was a multitude of screaches! Or mating call?
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