A Sunny Day in Indiana...

Over the past few days the weather has been very good to us- with tailwinds of over 20mph, we had a chance to look around, take some pictures, and mess with livestock at every possible opportunity.

I should explain, however, that not everyone in our group gets a kick out of feeding grass to cows. Our group is similar to a mullet- business in the front and party in the back. Mark and Jon generally lead the all business group- they generally ride much faster and reach our destination hours before everyone else. Nick, a human jukebox, leads the rear flank widely referred to as the caboose. The real goal of riders in the caboose, Im pretty sure, is to visit every ice cream shop from NY to San Diego, and spend as much time as possible taking goofy pictures, singing 80s pop songs and spooking cows.

I find myself in the caboose pretty often- arriving into town early is nice, but staring at someone's back in a paceline and breathing hard for 80 miles isn't the most fun everyday. There's a lot to see along the way, so why not take some time to smell the flowers? (and cows)