Garbage.
December 1st
June 23rd
10:01PM // Anonymous ASKED: what caused leland to get a ticket in san fran?
Skating down a hill, in traffic. A cop saw and told him he could have done it if he timed it right. Caught in the moment is what he says.
-Matt
June 19th
1:54PM // Anonymous ASKED: I noticed less activity here. Did the road take it out on you?
Well, we’re back to our normal routines. Which could be considered “mundane”, compared to a cross country adventure. But I’ll be sure to update on how much working on shitty bikes sucks, and the traffic on The Shining Sea Bike Path. Stay tuned fuckers.
-Matt
June 18th
7:23PM // erictheintern-deactivated201207 ASKED: I love how you guys aren't the typical bicycle riders. More or less, you're like "Got damn this ride is getting so frucking exhausting" rather than the typical biker who says "Faster! I have to get there now now now!" If you don't get what I'm saying, oh well. I back you guys regardless.
Thanks dude, I’ve think that most “cyclists” are assholes. So thanks for not calling us assholes.
-Matt
June 13th
June 9th
12:58AM // Anonymous ASKED: is my bike garbage?
If you have to ask that, its probably worse than garbage.
-Matt
June 7th
9:52PM // 1 note // Anonymous ASKED: So what now?
Define “now” for me.
-Matt
8:01PM // 3 notes // plasticdeath ASKED: TELL US A STORY!!
I’ll do my best. One night in South Carolina, we were looking for spots to camp. After combing the small town known as Springfeild, we resorted to a church. It had an air conditioning unit in an alley and was fenced off with chain link and barbed wire. After carefully bending the retaining wire on the bottom of the fence, we were able to sneak everything in and setup behind the AC unit. We were well out of sight, we even removed the lightbulb on the motion sensor.
After dinner in a light rain, we both retired to our tents. This is about 6pm, in late April mind you. After listening to music and some other time killing activities, I thought I heard someone outside our tents. Now, we were fenced off from the outside, and out of sight. I announce to Leland, that I believe someone has found us, but not in a coy manner whatsoever. I say, “Leland, Dude! Someones outside, someones outside our tents!”
Leland quickly tells me to “shut the fuck up Matt, nobody is back here.” I insist and Leland actually opens his tent and looks. Then proceeded to laugh and call me crazy.
The sad part is, I actually thought someone was inside the alley with us.
-Matt
12:22AM // 1 note // foreignlands ASKED: hot damn, you met Elisha Cuthbert?
Almost, its our friends sister who we’re staying with here in San Francisco.
-Matt
12:19AM // 3 notes // and its over.
So, if you didn’t pick up on the photos of the bikes in boxes, we’re done. We arrived at Logan at about 8:30AM, Tuesday morning. Thanks to anyone who helped, supported, or hassled us. It was an interesting time with lots of highs and many lows, and I’m not even talking about the altitude.
-Matt
