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We leave tomorrow for Virginia Beach. I haven’t been on vacation in almost 2 years, so this has got me pretty pumped up. I got some empty growlers for Dogfish, we have the bikes waiting for the roof of the car, and I’m already wearing my Speedo. Just kidding. Almost.
We’re actually taking a brand new bike for Lois. With much thanks to our friend Tray, of Master St and Abington Wheel Wright fame, Lois has a borrowed Fuji Newest 3.0. This thing is so new(est) that I haven’t even seen it yet. But I know that she is pretty excited to have a new, STI shifting road bike. Its worlds away from her fixed gear IRO that she’s had forever. We’ll be taking it with us to VA, and Lois will be training for her tri on it.
If all goes as planned, I hope to be able to work on my contribution to the latest edition of the The Session. The theme, as decided on by Pfiff is “drinking anti-seasonally.” It suits me well, as I generally love me a barleywine, or whatever high gravity brew I can get my hands on. I also generally like the colder months, when such beers make more sense. But with authority granted by this month’s Session, I will trade in those cans of Wittekerke and Pikeland Pils for warm snifters of Blithering Idiot. Or maybe even brown bagged bombers of Baltic Thunder while sitting on the beach. More to come on this front, I’m sure.
I love getting packages in the mail. Particularly when they are unexpected, and especially when they are beer. On Saturday I got home to a nice heavy box. Inside were some treats from my friend Brent, of Redlight Redlight fame. It was 2 bottles of Saint Somewhere, Lectio Divina and Saison Athene. He’s all pumped up to have a decent brewery in Florida. Looking into it, it turns out I’ve tasted the Lectio Divina at the Philly Beer Fest, not that that helps any. He also threw in a mysterious unmarked growler. And he’s been avoiding my emails (for hours now!). Either he’s trying to poison me, or its filled with Holy Mackerel Mack In Black. Which I can find very little info on. So mysterious!
Its hundreds of degrees here in Philadelphia. The pros raced for 6 hours on Sunday. So after several weeks of very minimal riding, Lois and I got out tonight with Marni. Lo and Marni are planning on doing a triathlon in August. Go girls!
We’re heading to Virginia Beach on Saturday for a much needed week’s vacation. I managed to map a route that takes us right through Rehoboth Beach. Dogfish Head lunch! Growlers for the upcoming week!
In sad, beer related news, Jay Mission, head brewer of Triumph passed away. Lew Bryson has more info, in case you don’t know who he is. Seeing his picture reminded me of when I met him (the only time actually), at a Yards/Triumph beer dinner in Princeton. It was, wow, 4 or 5 years ago at this point. My first beer dinner as well. I had the pleasure of sitting with Jay and Joe Beddia, brewer at Yards at the time, and listening in on the brewers talk. It was actually a pivotal moment for me, renewing my love for beer, and I’m only now really recalling it. So, thanks Jay, you’ll be missed.
Lois and I had a chance to run out for some drinks Thursday night at Johnny Brenda’s. Beerlass posted a tip that there may be a newly tapped keg of Sly Fox Jasper Mai Bock there. There wasn’t. But we had some nice alternates instead. We had a pair of Sly Fox Ichors to begin. A bit cloying, and perhaps unbalanced, but it was fine with me. I wasn’t sure what it was when I ordered, but as a quad, it made alot more sense. For round 2, I got a Stoudt’s Mai Bock, since the Jasper wasn’t there. Classic, well balanced, though I was greedy for more than a 10oz pour. Lois tried the Dogfish Festina Peche. She wasn’t much into the tart (a peach sweet tart, in her words), and I can’t say I blame her. It tasted fine, but a full pint would take some dedication. Or, as Lois suggested, it would have gone much better with some pie (in contrast to the Ichor, which she likened to a dessert in and of itself).