Now I know That. Now I Understand. You're Turning a Monkey on Me.

Dorothy, Toto and G.

The following day we rode our bikes from Altoona to Grinnell. It was a pretty damn nice day. I will document it in pictures with cheeky little captions, as I am wont to do from time to time. Here's how it was:

The Guy and I as cyclists of the corn.

This lake was the last stop on the way to Grinnell. It looks like S. and I are teaching some kind of class. Heaven help the students of whatever class S. and I would ever try and team teach.

We stayed in some people's yard in Grinnell. They had friends who owned a bar and asked us to drink there. Who were we to say no? Try not to be jealous of my amazing bike short tan.

Bry with his fake tattoo, Put on for him by a 90 year old woman in a drug store, in Colfax, Ia. For real.

A lot of the boys in our group taking a pic with the guy who has done every RAGBAI there has ever been. Don't be jealous of his socks, either.

We were riding down the road when an either Amish or Mennonite guy yelled that they were giving away free homemade ice cream. Boy, nothing would make me stop my bike faster than that. So, we stopped and bought the best pie I'd ever had to put the ice cream on and then found a gorilla suit just sitting on a table there. It was too hot to wear the whole thing. But I think this pic gives you a good idea of just how fun even parts of a gorilla suit can be...