There's this thing that tends to happen 'round these parts. It usually starts here:
The second largest brewery in Golden. What it lacks in size it makes up for in...well...every other category.
After a pint or so of refreshing, we saddle up and head out for a spin.
Our little town in the background. The compound of the first largest is visible in the background. Ya know how they are always on about their pure mountain stream water? Well Icegeek and myself all live just a short, undilutable way upstream. I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin', know what I'm sayin'?
Climbing up
Stopping to admire the foliage whilst bike repairs are conducted.
"We SEE you!, get back on and quit trying to hide."
And finally at the top. A semi-natural bench for the weary, then a wonderful, long, unphotographable descent back to...the brewery.
And that's how we roll....
