Originally posted November 20, 2007.
FAR NORTH VALLEY--I was sitting at a picnic table near the old Alameda Bridge when Frank C. came riding down from the bikepath. I could tell by all the stuff hanging off his bike that he was on a road trip. I waved. He rode over.
He didn’t exactly look like any long-haul biker that I had ever seen...yet that seemed to be exactly what h…
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