If you’ve read Bob Roll’s book this story won’t surprise you, but for everyone else…
“Finding a tall hedge to hide behind, he bent over and his bowels had their own Tour de France breakaway. Finishing, he looked around for some leaves, but only found a nice French family incredulously staring at him from their picnic site on their front lawn. Roll smiled, grabbed a linen napkin, wiped himself, then amazingly grabbed a piece of cake and ran back to his bike.”
Read more at www.bobroll.com.
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Who doesn’t love Bobke?
His Jemez mountain bike tales are as adventurous, but nowhere near as entertaining.
I’m laughing so hard I’m crying.