Name That Poo

It's time once again for another installment of . . . . "Name That Poo!".

What creature made this poo?

First correct answer recieves a copy of Debbie Gibson's album, Electric Youth.

No, it's not dog shit. Do you really think that I am going to put a picture of regular, old dog shit on my blog? Get real man. Why would I waste my time?

I really should have taken a side-view shot, because that shit was pilled real high.

Did a real nice three or so hour ride this afternoon with Peter and Tanya, via O'Brien - Wakefield - Lac Phillipe. Got a few photos of the ride, but the one above was the only one that turned out (yes, it's a bit blurry). Sorry guys - was hoping to put up a nice shot of the ride.

Rode the SS for the first time since getting the 29'er. Took a little while to get used to it again. Felt weird to be on it, so small compared to the 29'er.

If I had any doubt of the merits of a 29'er before today, they are forever extinguished. I am completely sold on the advantages of a 29'er.

Name That Poo!