ON BIKE CULTURE IN EUGENE | Fine blogging since 2010 (with periodic long breaks)
The crafty Italian veteran Scoreggia Rascali explodes off the front of the peleton in a daring solo breakaway up Willamette Street. His lead did not last, however, as he pulled into Perugino for a coffee, unburdened himself of his backpack, got to chatting and never actually returned to the race.
He thereby took possession of the Hawaiian-print “la dolce vita/stop-and-smell-the-flowers” jersey — the most hotly contested prize in Le Tour de Milk Crate.
(DISCLAIMER: It should go without saying that all of the photos we present here in our coverage of Le Tour de Milk Crate are actual candid photos of actual innocent bystanders spotted in Eugene. No dramatizations or setups have been used, heavens no.)
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