Upon the last leg of the ride, we deviate course and head down by one of the canals...turns out that the top dry part of the mud was not nearly the same some 8 inches below...in the non rolled over image, the bikes can stand on their own...and in the rolled over image, Alton does not pause to my yelps of WAIT A SECOND as he snaps the front end out of the muck like it was mild sand [causing the bike to flop to the side in despair]...

whats a stuck grrrl to do...?...

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