The town swarmed with all things cycling - more folks on two wheels than the town had seen for a year. Everybody in town turns into a cycling fan for the week. I stood beside locals who were yelling and cheering and really getting into the races. But they love the event. The community rousts out several hundred dedicated volunteers every year, and no one gets paid a dime.
Every cent goes back into the next year's race.
All the volunteers were so nice and helpful. Well, the Posties were looking very Numero Uno, and Frankie was being very serious and manager-ish. He was really on top of everything and everyone. I think Mercury and Saturn hard-timed the Posties, but our guys held their own. I tried to be unobtrusive getting pictures, and there were so many people crowding around the guys that someone was always blocking my shots.