30 miles on the NCR/Exploding Seat

15 miles up and we passed under I-83. I rode to a little bridge and turned around. Passed Damien and told him to go up to the bridge and turn around. Riding south again, I passed under the first bridge. Right before the second bridge I heard a loud “Pop!” and felt my ass sag a little. Oh crap!
A quick look behind confirmed that my seat had exploded and was bouncing around on the trail.
Lemme tell ya, that last 14 miles home — sans seat — was pure pleasure.
I just downed a Victory Ale in 5 minutes flat.

May 18th, 2008 at 7:28 am
[...] One great Saturday and only 386 left Published 18.May.2008 steadylife Despite getting a call at 7:00 AM for some VPN/Routing issues at work, (apparently the Argentina office couldn’t route mail to Brasil or Mexico - Like I give a shit on Saturday) I had a great day yesterday. Greyson and I took off and had a bit of a boys day out, sort of. Actually, G spent the day with his Grandma, aunt and cousins and I went for a 30 mile ride with Frank. [...]