This was probably the funniest, most unexpected thing I saw at the Tour of California. Yeah, there’s the devil, the pope, antler man, assorted half naked drunk guys in their underwear, Elvis, an astronaut — but I never expected to see an old hearse parked near the top of the Rock Shop climb in the final stage of the tour. Thanks to John Cook for chatting with me — and John if you happen to read this, drop me a line. Got a few more questions for you.
Dead last has a deeper meaning to me now.