Monday, October 5, 2009

Cross Crusade at Alpenrose Dairy.

Burning lungs. Burning eyes. Snot dripping, muscles cramping.

Hacking, hacking, hacking.

That ain't bike racing. The Super-Crud done got me.

Went out to the Crusade opening with the whole fam-damily. Nobody was feeling it.

We checked out our new team tent (Jerseys on the way, soonish), yalped at our friends, scorned our enemies, and walked around in rubber boots and waxed-cotton jackets until the cloud-cover burned off and sent us scurrying beerwards.

Thems Lads are troopers.
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PDXCROSS onnit!