R17 47 1.4 Spencer to Algona: And They Stay There?

Mallard to West Bend? Hmmm

I don't remember the 13 miles between Mallard to West Bend. I am guessing my mind blocked out those painful memories. Thanks Brain! 

I do vaguely remember getting into West Bend, because I think we found DMoney, in the shade with the chairs ready to go! Way to go DMoney! We crowded around and had some beers and some snacks and made some jokes. It was a great little meat-town hang time. 

That is until those Rowdy Beavers showed up. While we don't have a rivalry with them per say, they weren't too nice to one of our beavers when she rode with them one year, and so we can never for give them. Plus they drink Malibu and pineapple juice. Or so we hear. 

We packed it in and headed into Whittemore. I think there was an executive decision that we should beaver up and try to stay in a double pace line into Whittemore, and we did it! We had Pochy's banging tunes next to Steven in the front, and the rest of the beavers lined up. I decided that the wheel beaver is an important role (that's me) because she communicates to the lead beavers what is being said behind them. They can't hear because they are riding their bikes so hard like bad asses and playing loud music. 

One of the favorite tunes on Pochy's play list this year was DJ Khalid's "All I Do is Win." When we are really hauling the beaver train, we can manage to get our hands in sinc. "And everybody's hands go up, and they stay there, and they say yeah." Right? 

We made into Whittemore in good time, parked the bikes on a chain link fence, and headed to the American Legion. The Legion was packed, but we were greeted like heroes and we each ordered about 15 beers. We looked for a spot inside and then rejected the whole establishment and returned to the street where DJ Big Daddy was playing to an empty main street. Well, we couldn't let that happen. 

So we danced and requested songs and Power Posed, and then politely threw our empty cans into the huge recycle box near the dance street. 

Beavers doing the dang thing

Batman and Robin entertained us by doing massive skids on a big wheel. 

Batman was understandably good at this 

By the time we were done dancing, all the beer and the Advil had worked. I was feeling pretty good and ready to finish out the day. And so, we grouped up again and headed out of Whittenmore towards the overnight town: Algona.