the midsouth - 2024
graham - back in his youthful 20's - worked for lil bicycle shop called district bicycles, who happens to put together the infamous annual mid south ride in stillwater oklahoma. towards the tail end of my meandering around france, he hit a few of us up to prod us to register for the 100 mi ride. jaytee and i didn't take much convincing.
we got a lil rowdier the night before than i planned for - ¯\(°_o)/¯ - but shit, we got up at 6:00 am and were at the start at 7:30 am. hell we even had coffee and froen brekky burritos.
i gotta snap some more shots of graham's new doppo. that purple is unreal in person (∿°○°)∿.
some brass to get us started.
the boys were cookin. the last time i would be ahead of these guys would be seconds before this photo. they dusted me the rest of the way.
many attempted - few survived.
the red dirt was lookin güd.
that dang soil makes them horns big.
found this sweet gunnar at the 90 mi aid station. top notch aesthetics. probably took this photo with bacon grease and candy drippin down my beard. 10 mi left. in a wholesome manner, my bois waited at the last mile for me and we finished together ٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑).
spent the rest of the night downing beers, fighting insatiabble hunger with bar food, and playing pool with some local jabronies.
the DFL came sometime around midnight. with jeeps in tow with full floodlights they finally friggin made it. so brutal yet so sick they friggin finished. 100 mi, the last 20 or so on dark country roads gettin banged up by washboards and sand pits. god damn. anyways we ended the night still trying to subside our insatiable hunger for food and booze at a gas station. the bathtub was soon to be filled with red dirt.