Monkelis
Joined: 06 Dec 2007
Posts: 1
Location: Bellingham |
 Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 7:29 pm |
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So, the road biker flies into Everson, at Riverside Park, and the wristband hand off to the canoeist goes fast. The canoeist shoves a piece of paper into the biker's hand, and yells something about where the car is parked. The canoeist leaves the biker, standing, alone, exhausted.
The biker finally finds the car in the field, and we never see him again till the party at a racer's house around 7 pm. The biker had driven out of Riverside Park in Everson, and wound up at the Canadian border somewhere, till he finally found his way back to Fairhaven.
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