Us doing Campy Things.
Yes,we totally underestimated the amount of beer needed to make it through the hottest weekend so far this summer. So Colin and I made a harrowing journey on foot to the closest beer store. It was a 1000 mile trek fraught with danger, despair and more than a little sweat, but we managed to make it back without consuming any of the four 20 packs of Lucky Lager.
