Thursday, April 14, 2011

Wednesday Night with Rennys, Clay and Parker

I'm pretty sure Rennys asked me to not post this shot of him.
(No dice.)
By the time the hail had given way to a torrential downpour, we agreed that we (read: Rennys) had somehow pissed off the gods with our (his) hubris.

This about sums it up.

Clay assumes the position of hard-man-of-the-peloton.
The less I say about this entire experience, the better.
Same time next Wednesday?