Bad Legs, Good Neck

I had a rough time riding today and it wasn't because of my neck. My legs hurt like I'd done 90 miles just before I started and I had an allergy headache. Boo fricken hoo. Chris and I rode up north on Rock Ridge Road. The capitol for Polk County rednecks in the redneck south. That makes it virtually the holy land for pickup driving, beer swilling, fat, rebel hat wearing, no shirt wearing rednecks. No trouble today though. We were out early enough. They were either fishing or still sleeping. It is nice country to ride in if you don't get accosted. We did all of 38 miles and that was about all I cared to do today. Here are a few images the cheesy bike am caught.