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.
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(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.)
Catch up on all of this year’s nonsense.
When does le Tour de Kitty Litter Bucket start?
No time like the present. Here you go:
A rider competing the asymmetrical category stocks up on provisions at Kiva.
You’d be shocked at my photo archives. You might be in there for all I know. I’m thinking I might have a problem.