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Blah. Turns out I cannot eat eggs as often as I'd like - sometimes get a tummyache. Like today.
So much for lovely egg-white omelets for breakfast. Bah.
So Red Leader continued on down the trail and I headed back to loaf at the car and try to ignore my sore stomach.
My short ride (less than 8) was nice, despite the tum. I saw a faired recumbent bicycle and another recumbent trike. And some small packs of kitted-out road-types. The usual squirrels, trying to dodge bikes on the trail.
By the time Red Leader had come back and packed up his trike, the old food-digester was feeling better, so we ate lunch.
And that's all she wrote.