Hands down, the craziest group ride I have ever participated in. Left T-Bock's around 8:30 for a short gravel adventure to local jam session. Tucked in the woods with around ten people, inside a small wood-fired shed with intentions of nothing but having a great time. Aside from the good music and beers shared, bobsledding down a hill at speeds that would make Clark Griswold jealous provided many entertaining moments--not to mention the ride home.
Tuesdays have officially become my favorite night of the week.