Go there. Now.
3 Clean Peacocks in a row. B-rad’s, Mike G’s and Mine.
Drinky looking like it’s Miller Time. He ended up slicing his leg open real good. Have a first aid kit handy.
Mike G., Drinky, B-rad, and D.O.
One of the fabulous views.
Within 20 minutes of being there I sliced a tire, good thing the bike shop is only a mile away in town. I then thought to myself, gee! I wish I could change more flats, so I flatted the other tire. Later in the day B-rad crashed and got a flat. It was like I never left work.
