I survived my first Bacoon ride. We drank at a small town pub on Friday night and rode all day Saturday. We looked spiffy in our Wimpy jerseys, so I'm glad I made the decision to join the group and wear mine. Each stop had food with bacon. The highlight of the day was a bacon wrapped hotdog, and the lowlight was chocolate with bacon bites over strawberries. Weather had its own highlights and lowlights. It wasn't super hot as forecasted. Although we needed to look at radar occasionally for rain, we stayed mainly dry. Maybe no lowlight after all. Anyway, 96 miles (ride and cycling to and from hotel) completed.
I'd also like to say I rode with some real characters, but what happens in Waukee, Iowa, stays in Waukee, Iowa (and the other small towns along the way).


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