Ahoy, it's the flood run this Saturday......

The billionth annual flood run is this Saturday, April 21. Well, damn the pirates, I say we hoist the black flag of anarchy and ride amongst Blackbeard, Bluebeard, Blueballs and the rest of his seafaring homies. 'Course we shall be taking the back roads where nary a pirate will be as they fear to tread on upon the twisty moors. Arrghh. Legend has it there's a ghost bike out there waiting to bring a curse to any Milwaukee made product that dare turn at an angle other than straight. Our destination shall be Pepin, where a sanctuary shall be found providing caffeinated shelter to all who seek her bosom.(The coffee joint is open). There, we shall make mirth at the individualistic-freedom-loving-pirate-costumed-clones, take of our manhood and spew dirty, rotten lies and other half truths. And when the ride is done and we pull into the safe harbor that is the Port 'O Red Wing, libations shall pour fourth at Bill's house afterward. Bring what you will, Cletus; I'll have the fires stoked.