The Intro:
so here is the skinny - I have enough dollars and, apparently, not enough sense to buy myself a "new to me" two wheeled DEATH MACHINE (oops, channeling Rachel and my Mum there). Sure, my riding season in the Yukon is roughly 2 and a half hours long and there are only 2 roads (north or south) and there is more debris and wildlife to crash into than on any typical ride in Downtown Construction-ville Vancouver.

But, I must have a bike again.

The Challenge: