We were biking down what turned out to be a long hill on a hot day. We stopped beside a sag wagon supporting some bikers going up the hill, asking to use their track pump and gauge. The guy was very friendly, and also obliged with a couple of beers.
As I supped a cold ipa, a solo rider, Greg, biked up the hill and also pulled over. He soon had a cold beer in his hand. he turned out to be from Juneau and knew the people we had stayed with many months ago (Although not born an Alaskan, he has the spirit). A large chap he did not typify a touring cyclist.
The sag wagon people moved on, and Greg confessed that knowing the hill he had to go up he had stopped off at the bottom and bought not one, but two 24ozs beers 'to have when I get to the top'.
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