I even think there was a guy with a goat. I was waiting for a chicken to weave its way through the bodies. I wish I had words for the smells emitting from said bodies. By saying there was some pants shitting and that I got a contact buzz off the guy's breath next to me should give you somewhat of an idea.
Once we were dropped off there was the waiting for the bikes to be unloaded:
After that some quick words and we were off to play on our singlespeeds for hours.
Any course that ends with La Milagrosa is bound to be a good time.