Darn it, we forgot the cowbell!

The Tour of California hit our small town today. And wouldn't you know, Ernest left his cowbell at home. But he was busy taking pictures...he hopes to use one for the school paper. I'm not a sports person, but there is something quite exciting about a world class event coming through your town. This was a time trial. We watched some riders take off, then walked to the finish line a block away and watched others finish. Then we walked up past the 1K point, and watched them come around the corner shown above. It was a fun day, and fortunately didn't rain any more than a few sprinkles. I was prepared with my rain coat, but the HH, Ernest, and his friend Ern were manly men so of course they didn't have jackets.