We rode quite a bit across some heinous ground that attempted to give us the off...from the long ascent power line road with slick Georgia red clay, to the tree jumpers, to the playa lakes, on to the drainage ditch edges...in views above, for both the non-rolled over and the rolled over images, herein lies proof positive that:

A) there was plenty of wet Georgia clay dirt to be had by one and all.

B) some of us did go play in the playa lake better known as the dinasour trapping ground because of the cake a make-ah mud that would snatch the bike out from under you if you attempted to slow down even for a millisecond.

C) and that some of us have no common sense for having gone and played in the aforementioned....Curious George indeed.

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