Decided to do a pre-Christmas ride up into Virginia City to do some photography work and take a look at the old buildings and stuff. The ride was a little crazy as it climbs 1400 feet in six miles at a 15% grade. Oh well, I needed the exercise. Had a dog try to take my leg off but managed to dive behind my bike and avoided his teeth. Stupid, meth-head owner just stood there yelling at him. Frickin' meth-heads are so common around here that you tend to ignore them until their damn mut trys to attack you. Well, here's wishing them all their teeth rotting out and their peter staying as soft as a pretzel in water. Jerks.
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