Virginia
April 30th, 2006 by ChrisStory Time –
Since my racing has been sub-par the past few stages, now is a good time to tell of few stories.
Round 1-
Way back in stage three when everyone was still fresh and feisty, someone punched me. We were about 2 k into the first categorized climb of the race so all 100 riders wanted to be at the front. I happened to be about three riders back and an attack went on my left, so I slotted over and proceeded to follow the attacker and that is when the assault on me began. As I moved over, a rider we’ll call Mr. ‘Roid Rage decided to punch me! I turned around and said in my best So-Cal accent, “Dude what’s up?!?” threw the Lance Look and attacked. I heard a bunch of riders razing my assailant which warmed my heart. Later in the race Mr. Anger apologized, but in Cass’ opinion this is just round 1 and I need to bounce back in round 2.
Guard Rail –
On stage 4 we ascended a brutally steep Cat 1 climb. At the top of the climb our lead group was down to about 7 and I thought this is awesome let’s roll this to the end. The other guys had different opinions about that, but that is another story. So after we hit the KOM we started to fly down the decent averaging about 48 mph. Around one of the corners a guy hit some gravel went down and took the two riders directly in front of me with him and they all slid into this guard rail. I think they were confused at to which way to turn (look at the arrows in the picture). Amazingly they all returned to the race. Oh yeah, one would think our group would exercise more caution after and incident like that, but nope we’re dumb bike racers.
Virginia-
Virginia is a beautiful state, but has many unusual sites.
Have a problem with Mormon Missionaries? Try buying one of these:
Nothing says come on over like a cannon in your front yard. Where does one purchase a cannon anyhow?
Or this one:
We’ve all heard of Ebonics, well I’m not sure what they call it in Virginia but look at his menu from the local truck stop:
Where do I begin? Samiches? I like the Wif Meal or Samich, it must be for a wife.
My personal favorite - The Scare Your Daughter’s Boyfriend to Death Display:
At the local truck stop there were five of these cases on display! And yes Virginia they are real and permitted.
My last Virginia story for now is about a new type of store they have here; a Gun Rental Store. Uh, yeah I’ll take a 24 pack of Bud and rent tat ther’ guun to shoot sum squirells wit. Maybe they rent cannons?
So in light of my lack luster performance I’m still managing to have a good time. One stage left to tear it up.
One last parting picture of my lovely Wiff:
