Mmmm - Meatballs

There was some collegiate bike racing going on this weekend. First a crit around downtown Salem, in the wind and rain, then a TTT somewhere out who-knows-where in more wind and rain. Today was 6 laps around Hagg lake. I had plenty of go-juice but zero pop - still not firing on all cyclinders after being ill. It's annoying.

But rather than write about any of that stuff that is totally irrelevant, check out what was hanging out right at the entrance to the park, behind the parking permit kiosk:


Now while some people see that as a herd of cow elk, which is not incorrect, what I actually see is this:


Pass the ketchup.