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.