Got these pics in the mail last night from my old buddy Lloyd. He and family live in the Rocky Mountains now, but there was a time when they domiciled in Maryland, and had have unfettered access to the byways of the Eastern Shore.
The foto on the left -- the guy pointing to the sign for "Seth State Park" -- is the same Seth who writes this blog. The old Seth has a full head of hair, a 'stache, and more than an inch to pinch around the waist line. The bike -- a TREK 700 series -- is in regular use three decades later.
Next foto: me, Phil and Mike. Maybe near St. Michael? I seem to remember we stopped in that liquor store for a 1/2 gallon of Mt. Gay Rum: the preferred beverage of many of the finest velosters we know.
Final shots on the right: fearless foursome on the final day of our four-day trip. Wish we had a shot of the hotel room where all four of us, with bikes next to the bed, spent the night.
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