To many people the 60 mile trek to Lawrence wouldn't be that big of a deal, but to two people who hardly ever break the 30 mile marker, it's damn near winning the war on drugs. I rode the trusty SS Cross Check while Woody set out on a brakeless fixie with slick tires and 30lbs of crap in his shoulder bag. One thunderstorm, 3 detours, 9 miles of gravel road, and a whole bottle of sunscreen later we reach Lawrence to enjoy the fruits of our labor. Here's some damn photos.....
and Woods wrecked a few times along the way. Can you find the Fuck You Cupcake? Very fun trip and would like to do it again here soon. Let me know if you're interested in coming: kcsprints@gmail.com
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