First of all, it was hot. Real hot, even for Tsali. The attrition rate was high and the enthusiasm for churning out laps on a dusty course was low. Jerm and I pondered finding some cheebah to smoke after his 4th lap but I had to peace out and besides, my drug season doesn't officially start until Bastille Day. But anyway, apologies to Jerm for not having anything on hand. Apologies to Herb for leaving before saying bye but considering his laps were averaging three hours, I couldn't risk it. Plaudits to the all women team of Kelly, Lauren and Andrea for scoring a solid 4th place. Interesting hand-off technique as evidenced by the pic...
Chad was pro-tastic manning the lap counter clipboard as interim team director. Times, laps, splits, places, caloric intakes, etc. Chad was on top if it. Here, he and Kel discuss mid-race strategy and resuming the team doping program....
Eric acted as team mechanic. He did a good job adjusting shifter cables and lubing Chris Strout's chain, liberally. I seem to remember Eric grilling some hotdogs as well. Jesus, they were delicious. Is there anything that man won't throw on a portable gas grill? Then my camera battery died. Watching the suffering made me wish I was out there.... swimming in the lake with a Busch Light surrounded by hillbilly lake pee... not racing! New Hoff kits are all black. Should be interesting come late August...