Hey, kids, guess what? You can do a whole lot of living in 365 days. Do you know what else you can do a whole lot of in 365 days? Riding of the bicycles.
The first Tour de Taco, as it was then known, was held in May of 2010. Simple premise: ride to, and eat at, every Super Tacqueria IN THE WORLD.
Every year since the first ride report, I’ve debated about whether I needed to do another race report on my Dirty Kanza. Fortunately, every year is different, and every year it still catches me off-guard.
There is the truth, and then there are the facts. Sometimes they are very same things. Here is my 2017 Dirty Kanza 200 Ride Report, ala Mr. Comey-style.
The storm before the calm
A crack, a flash, the room strobes with light and something outside thumps. I sit up on the foldout bed and see the shadow of Taco do the same on his throne of an air mattress.
What the…? Is that…?
There’s the unmistakable sound of fat-bellied rain…
This is for you.
And so the mud caked you and raked you, it stuck and it clung. It formed five-pound pie plates under each foot, and you squelched and stomped, left right, left right. It weighed you down worse than a mortgage, heavier than Thor’s hammer. A carefully constructed…