I wasn't able to get fitted with everyone else and had to get my measurements here in Tennessee. The big day came and my pants were about 3 inches short and my shirt was too. I decided to make the most of it. I've also got another picture with the family of us sitting down and my pants are halfway up my calf.
We see a few a week up here on the trails. Rarely do they even make any noise. They yellow-ish ones are stunning.
We keep pedaling, they keep being snakes.