Training…..and training…..and training

I guess it’s all in how you define it, isn’t it?

The Ironclad team met and trained long and hard today, amongst porto’s named after teammates as well as pooping alpacas. Or llama’s. We can never tell them apart. Out on Ye Oulde Sauvie’s Island did ye find a pod of Ironclad out putting in miles and practicing lead out supremacy. Or whatever you want to call it.

these were the folks responsible…missing a few who had already departed for the day..

So round and round we went. We sprinted for invisible finish lines mobbed by invisible fans…it was kinda cool. Ever wonder what that was like, well then cock your head to the left and watch this shit.

Tomorrow we’re heading up to The Dalles to go pre-ride the Cherry Blossom’s most vicious bits. We’ll report back tomorrow night.

Hasta, basta.