Lancaster

In 2012 we came to Lancaster for Tour of California. It was a mancation and we were riding every stage. We woke up grabbed $30-40,000 worth of bikes out of the van and took off for Big Bear.

Shane, my son, got in the van an hour later and the tank said empty.

Dad, didn’t we fill up,last night?

Yes.

Why is the tank empty?

Lancaster.  Someone must have drained the tank. Go fill up and catch us.

Dad, I filled up and gas was going through the filler straight to the ground.

Lancaster.  They cut the lines instead of siphoning the gas.

Shane spent all day at a Ford dealer then chasing the peloton.  We spent all day in the glories of Southern California pines.

7am start tomorrow, so we drove up.

Lancaster.  Bikes inside hotel.