Thanks Guys...

that was fun. After a day of rain soaked racing, an insomniatic night, a morning of hillervals and party preparations it was nice to sit on the deck, in the sun, drinking sangria and Trappist ale with good friends. Here's a few shots of the festivities for those of you who couldn't make it. We hope to see you next time. (Look closely and you might see a fellow blogger or three. )

We started on the deck with some food,

and drink.


Then it was time for cake...from Ici.


Then the bikers in the crowd gathered in the play room to watch Paris-Roubaix

pommes frites

and salted, amoniated licorice (aka Penguin Poop).

Now who's going to help me with the left-overs?