Mount Your Horses, Draw Your Swords!!

Taylor sent out an invite via email a few days ago to encourage some friends to come out to our next cross race (tomorrow). I thought it rather funny and worth sharing.

Attention people of New Haven!
On Saturday, November 17th at 12:10 p.m., the Royal Dirtnuts Cycling Federation will travel to the far off land of Cheshire, Connecticut to fight for peace, justice, those tasty little chocolate mini-donuts, and the American way in a desperate contest of cyclocross!! For nearly 40 minutes, your heroes will battle such formidable foes as Epic Velo, Hup United, Bethel Cycles, Chatty Jeff, and those guys who look like Rabbobank if you squint and close one eye. You are hereby invited to join us in our epic struggle as a fellow combatant, or enthusiastic supporter. Should you choose to take up such a worthy and noble cause, please follow this link to register and/or for directions. http://www.bikereg.com/events/register.asp?eventid=5202

I shall see you on the fields of glory!!

With the greatest sincerity,
Archduke T. Lewis Valentine

Okay, that was rather silly and uncalled for. Anyhow, Scott and I (maybe Tressa too?) will be competing in a cyclocross race in some random little park in Cheshire. Considering our season opener was 3 hours away, this is the equivalent of home field for us and it actually is fairly close to New Haven... just a straight shot down Rt. 10. So for all those who have been asking, "where the heck are you on Saturdays?", "How come you eat so much?", "What's this cycle cross stuff?", you can see for yourself what it's all about. And it's cyclOcross with an "O". As far as bike racing goes, 'cross is rather spectator friendly. The larger events generally draw a pretty big crowd with a vibe that's somewhere between college football and NASCAR; a little loud, a little crude, a little obnoxious, and sometimes a little drunk (I think that last part is more common in Europe where they serve beer at the races). So come on out if you're looking for something to do on Saturday afternoon. Bring some food and drink (brown paper cloaking device required, as it is a public park) and make an outing of it. Cowbells, whistles, horns, and all other loud instruments of rowdiness are encouraged. Scotty and I will be suckin' wind in the slow folks class around noon and the pro race goes off a little after 2. Good wholesome dirty fun!