I should not be surprised that three or four of the cities that our group of 21 riders passed through were equatorially opposed to the 42 below inscribed on our jerseys and in our trip manifests.
Yes, Erie, Cleveland Detroit and Chicago are on the 42nd parallel… aove the equator. This brings me to the conclusion that perhaps there was some subtle reason in our Charlie-Brownian motion up and down the national highway system, zig-zagging from south to north to south again…collecting miles and visiting as many city centers as possible.
I’ve been trying fruitlessly to reach the 42 below team–ad agency, Bacardi, owner of the brand…no luck (yet)…to find out how the project panned out.
Did anyone reading this ever try the wonderful kiwi vodka?