Once again, Hopkins Park hosted a cyclocross race, as part of the Chicago Cyclocross Cup. I went out to DeKalb to watch the race, as I've done for the last few years. Last year, I actually raced, and I thought about doing it again, but I've just been too busy lately to actually prepare for it. Watching the races and hanging out is just as much fun (if not more) though. It was great to see all my favorite DeKalb folks again and indulge in some delicious Malort. So, here are, like, way too many photos:
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| I brought a boom box in my basket so that we could blast gypsy tunes and songs from Phantom of the Paradise, the musical. |
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| Hard-boiled egg hand-up. Nobody wanted it. |
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| 2 marshmallows between 2 beef patties. #crossfood |
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| The cutest kiddos. |
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| Double hard-boiled egg hand-up. Still, nobody wanted it. |
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| T.J. was Grillmaster, as usual. |
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| Pete. |
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| La Kruz and The Nectar. |
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| Warcus and The Nectar. |
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| Pete and The Nectar. |
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| Warc, warc. |
See ya next year, Flyover!
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