Sorry for the lack of pictures again, the camera stopped working. The night of telemetry follies Estela, the boss, has gone to the city to help a friend whose mother has just passed away and I am alone in the field house. I am determined to do some telemetry while she is gone, so I gather the equipment, put on my field clothes, and find the old clunker of a bike in the garage. The bike mechanics I know would have fun with this one. The wind is blowing like crazy, but I really want to do something for Estela so
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