Monday, August 23, 2021

"You must be the short depressed kid we ordered."

 


What, wow,

Its 5:30 am and its already whopping 72 degrees here at Camp Mohawk.

I bet your completely surprised to see me, and you should be, Im not exactly the person your used to waking up with on the start of another glorious week of fun in your amazing lives. the only thing that would make it better would spending a few days with me in the north woods and having me ramble on with my uncontrollable verbal nonsense.

So since i really only have a short time until wide eyed and bushy tail campers awake hungry for there nutritious break fest lets get into it.

Are you stoked? Its nearly that time. Cross is coming. But wait you say Tripper not so fast we haven't even had a chance to catch our breathe from the summers road scene.

Yes i suppose im pushing things a tad but the sand in the hour glass doesn't slow down because im multi tasking.

Yes indeed the The race Detroit was a barn burner. a class reunion of sorts, old stalwarts rubbing elbows with (when did all the cycling related women become so pretty), and carefully sculpted beards and the only thing that out number the variety of jerseys (although some very good and other quite a fashion nightmare) and eye wear would possibly been the different micro-brews that were attached to the many spectators hands 

And no im not educated enough to give the play by play of the results, outcomes, pile-ups, melt downs and recovery routines of all the wonderful attendees.

But wait..

was this all that happened last week?

Yes you have two very different versions of week day race track scenes On one side of the state you have a very controlled environment and carefully run, and of course the closer you get to the murder city, its a chaos, and kinda goopy. Not sure where that world is going to end up. But currently from where i sit up here , its gonna stay stinky for awhile. But on a positive note there is always time trials at any of our local trails 

But keep the faith i was told, gravel is still sitting here. But Ahh soooo the american people are known to have a short attention span, and the sickness has seemed to have made even shorter. normal folks i believe are not gonna wait around for things to clear up and so they can get there  Tifosis into the lens of Rob.

And no i dont believe cross will save it. Cross will be cross.

Well thats about all i have for now, If all else works out and the powers of the internet allow me i just might greet you again from Camp

Tripper

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