Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Pardon the fact the this years Tour photos are heavy on roadie content. Friday was the only day I designated as a day behind the camera. A day spent with torso hanging out the window, or perched precariously atop coolers and plastic bins full of refreshments in the back of a pick up truck carrening down dirt roads in pursuit of the action, occasionally cooling a GC member off via water balloons. The carnage was plentiful as I witnessed more than a couple single day participants licking their wounds from the Sally Hiner gravel. The rest of the story will surface in texture and form; something the old timers refer to as "print."