Ah, excellence. Nothing like spending a Sunday trying to contract Giardia or imitating crap-flinging monkeys. Since folks had their mouths open so much, we decided to put something in them that would make it worth their while, or at least equal a race-earned discount for some tasty fries or something.
those fries just went from $5 to $4
After Saturday’s good bye soiree for Eva, most of us were under the new mantra of “Hair of the Dog, Eye of the Tiger” for Sunday’s race. Earlier Saturday a bunch of us went down to contest the Battlecreek race as well, with good results and many laughs.
Saturday night accrued more laughter exponentially, whilst fungal infections decimated some. The fine performers at the Acropolis were happy to see us as we practiced with great alacrity giving away one dollar bills. As an aside, thanks for the winks, Sporty.
But Saturday and Sunday’s race saw more successful completions of Beer Hand Downs – the legend and lore of which are now cemented in the annals of cross history and only gaining strength.
smiling children and adults – photo J. Sandoval
At least Sunday saw the return of mud to the Crusade, and none too soon. Lots of splats were heard around the course as rider after rider experienced unplanned dismounts. We had a large crew on hand, and those who were able raced their bikes while those who were impaired or perhaps maintaining a previously existing impairment continued….well,…being impaired. Ah, shit. Good times, boys. Dizzy, Ryan, Willis, Josh, MK47, Atlin, Monnig, Harwood, Gerow, Boeger, and Joe all took to the action.
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So now we all know what’s next, the festive Halloween weekend action in lovely Astoria, Oregon. That’s where they filmed Kindergarten Cop, by the way. Until then we’ll most likely stay in the hive and charge up the batteries. The next two weekends will be full tilt, Spock.