Lucky you LL! I can't even imagine what it must be like to be that close. We hold Crits here in the late spring but the most number of riders I've ever had pass me was about 2 doz. There is such a thrill hearing them come down the road and the _whooooooosh_ they're gone! Thanks for the pixs!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"