Don’t rain on my goat parade.
I’ve never spent any quality time with goats. It’s true. No petting zoo memories. No farmhand experiences. No bridge troll encounters. Nada. That being said, I have spent some quality time with Sly Fox beer. For years, I have wanted to attend their annual Bock Festival and goat race. On a rain drenched Sunday afternoon in early May, my wish came true. While it was difficult to see the goats in action due to a large crowd surrounding the asphalt track, this minor detail did not deter yours truly from celebrating pre and post-race. Congrats to Dax for his victory. And congrats to Sly Fox for putting on one hell of a goat race despite the downpours.