
Originally Posted by
rideit
For years, almost every ride we did had significant bushwhacking/over landing as we explored and flagged new routes. At certain times of the year, the burrs and seeds would stick all over your socks (and gloves), super low socks were the right call, as the burrs didn’t stick to skin.
My last trail-sniffing mission had me schwacking through the vilest thickets and I ended up COVERED in fucking burrs. Took forever to deburr myself and I was itchy for a couple of days afterwards.
Devious little fuckers:

Fortunately I found a couple miles of this so it was all worth it:
"Your wife being mad is temporary, but pow turns do not get unmade" - mallwalker the wise
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