Kostroma, Russia
Rainy, rainy leaving Kostroma. Then, my bike seat was tilting (started yesterday). Vlad was in a hurry, because we had to cross on a ferry and he was concerned that the truck would have to drive to the ferry and turn around and come all the way back to cross on the road bridge. So, I threw my bike into Andre's truck, drove to the rest stop (my first and so far, only SAG EVER!), and fixed the damned thing. I pulled a seat stem off another bike, actually. I ro...