
Look out the metamorphosis has begun.






I saw the post below and thought it might be helpful to preface the story. People don't usually want to shoot me... that I know of. So, in response to "Unwanted Nightly Visitors":
It is funny what one might encounter during a late evening in the town of Decorah. Some may see a coon or two, possibly a wayward doe with fawns in tow, or even an occasional fox. However my house seems to be a regular attractant for the ever elusive rafter scaling Jackass. If you happen to run across one, your best bet is to walk the other way and ignore. I on the other hand, will be taking a new approach of dealing with these nightly visitors, a tool very useful in the eradication of vermin.


We actually had a pretty good ride tonight, training for the 24 hours of 9 mile in Wausaw this weekend. The HuckleBucks or Unicorns, I'm not sure what we're called is made up of Bill Fanter, Shockstar, O'Gara and myself. Were taking on the world with Single Speeds. Deke is in charge of food and drink, and I hope he brings a lot because I'll have a very difficult time racing 5 or 6 laps in a 24 hour period while sober.