here piggy piggy

with too much on the plate to participate in the flight of the pigs this year (1st year missed in 5 or 6 I believe) gordy and i came up with plan b. ambush the piggies around mile 45 with a guerrilla beer stop.

pulling a cooler with 36 beers certainly put me over the weight limit for the burly but it took it all in stride. even a short jaunt on t100 and 220.

everyone seemed to enjoy the stop and devo took time to show us how we was down to the granny ring after losing the outer and middle.

later in the weekend the kids and i had a nice sunday