|In the shadow of The Beer Tree at The Overlook|
Jill and Scott were pretty excited to be riding dirt instead of snow (did I mention Rochester?).
Mason was happy he accidentally stumbled into a bunch of friendly bikers with a surplus of exotic beers (thanks Mike for the Genesee Bock Limited Edition).
Everyone leaned in for Mason's USGS download which solved the long-standing mystery of the cable tram below the dam...the one just big enough to hold one Irishman and a cooler of beer...yeah that one. Fortunately it has been decommissioned by the USGS which is a good thing because it removes one more stupid temptation from a list that's pretty long and getting longer.
Bryan was thrilled his Moonlander was getting so much love. I think everyone took it for a spin on the dirt, and the unanimous consensus was that it spun up quickly, handled well, and was just a hoot to ride.
The only one not particularly happy was the brightly colored rooster pheasant who was setting up his crib near The Beer Tree.
Yep, it was all peace and love, bikes and dirt, great company and beer. On a Friday. The magical elixir we call Friday Happy Hour. Counting the days...
"Oh the things you can find if you don’t stay behind."
-- Dr Seuss