Yup . . . Saturday I did indeed make the informed
decision to ride to Hinckley before the Ironman.
I managed to make it to the Buffalo House before the deluge began.
Imagine my surprise, when I arrived Carleton to find several
hundred people milling about.
Turns out, it was the annual "Chicken Swap"
Not only do they swap chickens, but they apparently barter bunnies
These chicken swappers thought it very odd that I was ridin' my bike
100 miles in the rain (I must point out; it was not raining when it was hailing)
Of course when I pointed out that they were standing around
tradin' chickens in the rain . . . (enough said)
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