No, probably not, however I can say with certainty that that it can result in an epic hangover, thanks in no small part to the understanding of mixology that The Scout Master and Director Sporty possess, the latter of which is shown here bossing around some sharp rocks;

But before I get ahead of myself, I will explain that The Scout Master and Mrs. Scout Master foolishly invited us into their lovely home for a post ride barbeque, which resulted in beers, which then resulted in cocktails, which finally resulted in me passing out while watching The Wrestler with a mouth full of nachos.

Before the curtain fell however, these things happened;

And that my friends, is pretty much how I remember it.

Oh, there were waffles and bacon for breakfast the following morning, but at that point in the day I could barely figure out how to use a fork, let alone a digital camera.

Mail bag time? Yeah, probably.

First up, Jeremy from the Quijano Bike Company sent an email to let me know that their website is now live, but to also clue me onto this blog that had photos of a super tricked out new Swobo Del Norte;

That is sah-weet.

Ryan from The Bike Bloc wrote in as well to let us know that Seattle is showing no signs of slowing down, and that they are making a valiant effort in making up for any time lost during this past winter's doldrums;

"Oh Seattle. We are still going strong with events, the Westside Invite was a big success, and we've got lots more in store. Here is some stuff for June. There is more planned next month, and I'll get info out as it comes.

Ryan Schuetze"

They's some busy bees up there in Seattle. Must be the coffee.
Or the heroin.
Or both.

One of the local yokals that goes by the name of Matt sent an email that I should probably include, just due to the sheer drool factor of it;

"Stevil,

Matt"

Yeah, you know I dig Rick's bikes. In the years that I've known him, they just keep getting better and better.
There just doesn't seem to be a limit to what he is capable of.

You know, with the exception of finishing my new bike, but you get what you pay for, right Rick?

KB wrote in with a random smattering;

"It's a kind of escape for us, a chance to break away from the daily reality of prison...

Keep on keepin on."

200 prisoners on bikes, and 10 cent beers... Though the two stories are unrelated, they could both be filed in the 'what-could-possibly-go-wrong?' file.

However if one were to combine them..

200 prisoners all blown out on 10 cent beers attempt to follow the path of the Tour Day France....

That's the stuff that legends are made of.

I think it's time we pinch this one off. As I've said many times before, here is to hoping that you all had good weekends and can grin and bear it until Monday's a memory.

Or do what it takes to make Monday more like Sunday.

I like the sound of that.