I spent yesterday morning on course at the Whiskey bouncing between aid stations with a bottle of Jim Beam and a camera. This is what I came up with:
After the leaders came through, I decided to ride up to Aid station 4 and see what was shaking at the top of the hill. I knew that with the majoraty of the climbing over that it was bound to be a good scene. As I wheezed my way to the top of the hill I am greeted by the boys from Sunday Cycles. They have a habit of placing a keg at the best spot on course at all the local endurance races and they came through yet again at the Whiskey. We were an unstoppable force of beer and whiskey aid to the riders. Those boys from Sunday are the real deal. Thanks for helping with this headache I have this morning, guys!
I swerved my way back down the hill into town, laughing and enjoying every mile. The festivities at the finish line and the courthouse square were in full swing.