Tis the season to celebrate an independence day.  It's kind of like that silly retail day "Christmas in July", but this time it's "Independence day… In May".  

With all the hubbub going on in Arizona - and the Gestopo style "Papers Please", lifestyle…  It's just about time for all us northerners to get together for a drink, meal, and a good 'ol fashioned night gravel ride - to celebrate the coolest non-US holiday, next to Flag day in Canada.

With the wind that all North Iowans had to deal with during the day, I was worried how many tough studs would show up for a ride in the dark.  But wouldn't you know it - we had a full house.  

The gang's all here.

The table was packed, times were good, and by 9:00, we were ready to roll.  13 riders took to the road - blinky lights dancing all along the way.  One very exciting thing for NIBU was all three bike shops were represented on the ride.  It is great to get everyone together, and just enjoy the ride.  Mountain bikes, hybrids, cross bikes - to have every style of bike and biker riding along is a great site.

Matt C. was running so late - from working on his hair - he forgot it was May 5th.  Brrrrrrr.  Clothing dude!

One scary moment was when we stopped by a crazy old man's farmhouse to say hi.  A revolver was pulled, "get off my property" was yelled… And at least one shot was fired.  Oh, one point to keep in mind… He wasn't that old.   He wasn't very serious about getting off his property.  His wife was waving to us from the upstairs window.  The revolver had training blanks in it.  He is a cyclist.  And his last name is a day of the week.  So yeah…  Keep that in mind when feeling sorry for us.

The wind beat us up a little bit, but coming back into town on the NIACC trail was great for winding through the trees and staying out of the wind.  A warmer, calmer night will have to be picked for our next ride.  So stay tuned.  It's coming (Dave N.).

The line up getting ready to hit the dirt.

Next up, we will be scheduling a bike polo mallet building workshop.  The first games are coming up, so get you horse ready.

Thanks to Lorado's for hosting all us hooligan - again.  Matt, Julie, and the gang are  the best.  

Tres de Mayo.  Two days before the big ride.  Now, the point of the group night ride will be for conversation, fun, socializing, and enjoying the night.  Now, some out there may feel a little uneasy with a night ride. 

Don't worry... Fredrick wont be waiting for you on the gravels on Wednesday.

But I am here to tell you, it can be one of the greatest moments on a bike.  

The deal is, we are going to meet up at Lorado's around 8:00pm (or go sooner if you want).  Enjoy some of Lorado's grande tacos, at a Cinco special price of $4.00 - Corona Bottles for a Cinco special price of $2.50.  Cinco special Margaritas…  And for those looking for some other form of beverages; coffee, water, soda will be a plenty.

At 9:00pm we will venture out into the darkness to enjoy some of North Iowa's finest gravel thoroughfares.  Of course, you will want to bring lights.  By law, a headlight and taillight.  Don't worry if you are worried that your lights wont be bright enough to light your way.  Many who will participate will throw enough lumens to light up the new Yankees stadium.  

We will ride for around an hour and a half.  Maybe a little longer, maybe a little shorter.  Nothing to demanding, and at a very social pace - enjoying the night air.

And by the looks of things, this may be your best riding weather of the work week.  

On a side note…  Once again the Underground has been called out - and has became not quite so underground.  Please check out our latest press, written up by the bike friendly Dick Johnson. 

Now, we have to call you out… What kind of event do you want to see happen with help from NIBU?  Give it to us, and let's get it done!

ON A VERY SERIOUS NOTE.  All cyclists are urged to take part in a benefit breakfast and bike ride for Judy Delperdang.  Judy is currently being treated for liver cancer, and this is her third time having to battle cancer.  Please come out and support Judy and her family David and Geoff.  Next Saturday.  

When I returned from Rays Mountain Bike Park, I had a feeling that I had just returned from "Mecca".  Mecca, in this case being used as such:

Mec•ca  | 'meka |

[n.] (a Mecca) a place that draws cyclists who have a particular interest and refills the vessel with enthusiasm. 

Now the problem with most "Meccas" - is they are in Mecca.  A destination in Saudi Arabia, Cleveland, Whistler, or Oregon is great for the occasional trip, but cost and time involved usually limit those trips.  So, the goal becomes to locate or create a slightly smaller version of that point of interest close to home.  Just as local churches haven't been built as scale replicas of the Vatican, cyclists don't need to concern themselves with scale replicas.  Great things can come in small packages - and could be hiding just under your nose.

This past weaken I traveled to Cedar Rapids to spend an evening with an old school North Iowa mountain biker (and one of the founders of NIMBA).  Ken Barker, now living in Cedar Rapids, has helped create one of those smaller destinations - pretty much in his back yard.  The Linn Area Mountain Bike Association has a beautiful little slice of heaven known as Beverly Park.  My traveling partner, Russell R., has known Ken for years and set up the trip.  It was a multi pronged reason for the trip for Russell.  1. To get back to CR to see Mr. Barker.  2. To congratulate Ken and his lovely new dirt jumping wife Michelle on their recent wedding (which Russ missed to come cheer on the racers at the NIBU Roller Derby Champion of the Universe Finals).  3. To introduce me to Ken, and put two advocates together and watch sparks fly.

I have to admit, that after spending an evening riding at Beverly, meeting some other members of LAMBA, enjoying some fine grilling, beer, and some night riding…  Staying up late watching some homemade MTB videos… And getting up and driving south to spend a few hours at Sugar Bottom Sugar Bottom…  I left Cedar Rapids on Sunday afternoon with some strange emotions.  Anger.  Jealousy.  Excitement.  Euphoria.  Hunger.

The anger and jealousy came from the fact that Ken and his merry little pack of trail builders pulled off an amazing feat.  Once I heard the size of the park, the grants that had been gifted to the LAMBA group, and the organizational backbone created made me think of home.  It made me think of "why not us".  Why doesn't Mason City have this?  My blood was pumping, my mind was racing, and I wanted to get my rake and get to work.

The excitement, euphoria and hunger that has been created could be my undoing, or the beginnings of something great.  As my wife Amy would happily point out to anyone, when I get something in my head, I act.  I act NOW.  For better or worse.  I have been on the horn working on some dealings that have been dogging my brain for the past few years.  I want to put some plans to action.  Just as Cranksgiving came about by a dream - Roller Derby came about by a wish - Bike Polo will come about by the longing for fun - and our coming (yet unannounced) group gravel night ride will come about by a request from a long time NI running legend in the isles of Hy-Vee.  Give me an idea, and I will do everything in my power to get it done, and get others involved to help in the process.

I now look at Beverly Park as the germination point of the future of dirt riding in Mason City.  Even more than Sugar Bottom, Lebonon Hills, or Murphy Hanrehan.  Those areas seem so big, and so established that it is hard to comprehend how much work and time have been put into creating those areas.  Beverly Park is still growing, still maturing.  Granted, there has been countless hours spent to get to this point by the board of LAMBA…  I can see the beginning - and where we in North Iowa can start putting together something of that nature.  But as my therapist, Dr. Leo Marvin has said, i need to look at things in "Baby Steps".

Please understand that I do not consider myself the savior or messiah of cycling in North Iowa.  I don't feel that me, myself and I hold the keys, or enthusiasm to get this all done alone.  I consider this blog, this organization, this mind set as the fuel.  We all have this power.  We all are going to get this done together.  My stance since day one was to create an organization where everyone has a voice to get the activities, advocacy, and events we all want put on.  Jon and Ken want bike polo, we'll get polo.  Dave wants a group gravel ride, we'll get a ride.  Some of us want a single track park, we'll get a single track park - eventually.  

The park is going to take some time.  It is going to take some work.  The gravel ride, the bike polo will be easy - and we will just do it.  Just as Kenny and the LAMBA hooligans worked their ass off to have a place of their own, the NIBU will work our asses off to get ourselves a little slice of heaven - and without pissing off the county conservation board with illegal trails.  

The call will come for all of you, dear readers, to come voice your support.  This is going to be a group effort, but by getting it done with a group, it will be stronger than anything North Iowa has ever seen.

Thanks Ken Barker.

One difficult thing when writing blog entries - and I would think for any form of blog, would be not coming across to negative or synical.  As I type the different entries into this fine site of Pros - I do find myself feeling a little syndical, and I feel that it is the nature of the beast.  Would you really want to read the mushy feel good stories, or the turn by turn single track recap when I am riding with buddies (Helmet cam style)?  I didn't think so.  Go find a smoochy little yoga blog if that's what you're lookin' for.

What has my dander up a bit this week - is the over use of the phrase:  "______ is the new______".  

40 is the new 30.  Orange is the new black.  The iPad is the new iPod.  NIBU is the new NIMBA (not to be mistaken for NAMBLA).

By now, readers of the blog should understand that I am a huge fan of cycling.  Pretty much all cycling.  Not to good at the BMX or Dirt Jumper aspects of cycling, but I am trying.  The guys at work try to keep me up to date on that stuff.  Fan means following the racing, following tech news, following product news, just trying to soak up all the info I can get my hands on.  Now in my endeavor to fill my brain will all things bike.  I have put together a list of all the new ideas and products that are supposed to change the world I follow so closely.  

Take for example.  Remember when Mountain Bikes were coming on the scene?  The mountain bike was the new BMX.  Now the 29er is the new mountain bike, and the dirt jumper is the new BMX.  Well actually, the 26" cruiser is the new BMX also.  Uhhhg.  The 1.9" was the new 1.5", the 2.1" was the new 1.9…  And now all the bigger stuff is the new whatever.  Don't even start talking about the crazy huge Endomorph stuff out there.

STI was the new friction, and now Di2 is the new STI.  700c was the new 27", then 650c became a HUGE takeover of the 700c (you know - less rotating mass crap), and now the 700c is back to being the new 27"/650c.  Oh yeah, I forgot, when talking about the mountain bikes: the 69er (or 96er depending on how you look at it (29" in the front 26" in the rear)) is the new 29er.  

Now thanks to HED Cycling for creating the 23mm tire well, becoming the new 21mm, which was the new 19mm.  Clinchers were to be the new tubulars, but the ride quality just wasn't there.  HED comes along, and now the 23mm clincher is the new tubular.  90psi is the new 120psi.  And tubeless is the new clincher for roadies and MTB riders.

Tri was supposed to be the new Road, than a strange thing happened.  Lance became the new Greg, and road bikes boomed.  But before that, Greg was supposed to be the new Miguel.  He actually looked more like the new Andy instead.  And in the past few years, thanks to his trial appearances for items that really had nothing to do with him (other than getting his name back on the minds of cycling fans), Greg looked more like the new Menedez (without having to kill his papa.)  Maybe he should have killed his uncle.

Alloy was to be the new steel.  Carbon is the new alloy.  Titanium is the new alloy also, and steel has hung around and really didn't need to be replaced in the first part - unless you are racing up the Alps or have the sweat glands like Brundlefly's digestive system.

A quote was given to me by a very intelligent and thoughtful individual that fits into the stream of questioning I have rambled here: 

"The significance of new, is that it is often insignificant, and we are blissfully ignorant of any distinction."

The constant chasing of technology and the "new" will forever keep our nation -and our world, for that matter - creating problems and solutions for ourselves.  Coal mines needed to give us the products that create energy to weld our steel and Ti frames; coal burnt to cook down our carbon fibre to the purest form to achieve the added strength we need; and used to stoke the furnaces creating the super cool alloy mixture to make our $60 Walmart special mountain bike frames.

I imagine a dog chasing it's tail.  Round and round.  If if he actually catches it, he needs to keep turning just to keep hold of it - so the real question is.  Why chase at all?  The "New" consumes us.  It has consumed me.  It continues to consume me.  I am not writing this because I have come up with the answers of societies ills.  I write this because I have found the issue.  I understand it.  I am it.  I, and more correctly - my wife, deal's with it on a daily basis (my ills).  So I put to you.  Isn't this what our economy needs.  To perpetuate the constant "Orange is the new Black"?  Moots is the new Surly (inside joke - and a very wide range of comparison).

I like to think of myself as clever for figuring it all out - when actually all I have done is just put the issue at hand, in writing, and asked you to ponder it with me.  There isn't an answer to the debate of "700c is the new 27" - other than using the older saying, "If your not happy with what you have, you wont be happy with what you get".  Or as my kids would say, "You get what you get, and don't throw a fit".  Our economy needs people that thrive on the "Ti is the new Alloy".  But I struggle with it.  There has to be a simpler way of life.  Like the vegan life - but still being able to eat a ribeye steak.

As George Carlin once said, "These are the kind of thoughts that kept me out of the really good schools".

NIBU is always looking to scoop the Globe or KIMT for all things cycling.  The editors are again patting themselves on the back for being able to share an ultra exclusive bit of news that effects all cyclists, ski/snow boarders, water sports enthusiasts, hikers, campers - and pretty much any other outside and indoor activity or training.  Drum roll please....

NIBU pleased to announce that Robin from Bennett's, Matt from Wayne's, Steve and Russ from Lakeside, and Amy from Splash have agreed to partner on a joint venture to create North Iowa's first true sporting super store.

This is an initial artists proof.  The final version will be posted on the upcoming new site www.allsport.com.

"This has been in the works for some time," Says Matt Curtis from Wayne's Ski and Cycle.  "I had been talking to Robin and Russ about coming together to offer more to Mason City by way of greater selection."

According to Robin Bennett of Bennett's Bike and Fitness "We modeled our new store and business plan similarly to REI and Erik's out of the cities.  We feel that North Iowa is ready for this evolution in outdoor activity retail."

Russ Rayburn pointed out the extensive dealings with the City of Mason City, the North Iowa Corridor Economic Corporation, and First Citizens National Bank.

"The city of Mason City has been great," adds Rayburn, "We had been looking for a location that was easy for people to get to, but keep in our space requirements.  With the retail facility we designed by Bergland and Cram, we wanted a large open area, and one that could handle the expected parking.  Our Clear Lake customers may feel a little slighted at first, but when they realize the benefit of all stores coming together, it will make sense for them."

Here is the architect's rendition of the new home of the Super Store.

The building offers 36,500 square feet or retail space, 7,500 square feet bike repair area with 7 dedicated work bays, and a 15,000 square foot indoor cycling and yoga area.  Future plans include a 20 foot climbing wall, endless pool for swim technique work , and possibly additional space to the north of the parking (along the river) for a Steve Hed designed wind tunnel.

"We are currently working on a tunnel of our own in Shoreview [MN - home of HED Cycling]," States Hed.  "We had looked at a rotating fan that operates horizontally and vertically in the Minnesota location for people to work on sky diving, but our budget doesn't allow for it at this time.  We are hoping that the Mason City location will have the space for that option."

The new Mason City All Sport retail location will be at the corner of 5th SW and Federal Ave S (the old Mechanical Air location).  The official ground breaking will take place on Band Festival Saturday, the last weekend in May, with Mayor Eric Bookmeyer digging the first hole with the ceremonial golden shovel.  The ground braking is slated for 2:00pm.

To the cyclists reading this blog, the new All Sport building will put all our favorite frames all under one roof.  Trek, Cervelo, Giant, Salsa, Surly, Cannondale, Seven, Gary Fisher, Specialized, Diamondback, Raleigh, Moots, Electra, IF, and many more.  In addition to all the bike gear to accompany the frames, All Sport will house the best Kayaking, Canoeing, Camping and other outdoor products.

"Shutting down the other locations were required to pull this off," says Curtis.  "To pool all our resources together for this new building, everyone figured it didn't make sense to keep our individual stores.  I am sure there will be some growing pains, but with all the financials already worked out, the rest should be really easy."

All partners did mention that they planed on phasing out their current retail locations around Thanksgiving, as the new building will be ready for the holiday rush.

You can say you heard it here first.  The most exciting thing to happen to outdoor activities in North Iowa since… Well.  I can't think of anything close to this big.  Look for the Globe Gazette article to be published on Friday or Saturday.

I can't wait!

We really like this video for putting into words and images what we wish more American bicycle owners felt like.  Change your latitude, and start riding like an African.

Click here to watch the video

Now when speaking of Africa… Let's do it right.  Doing RAGBRAI this summer?  Try it across one of the harshest continents in the world.  My favorite quote from this trailer: "I'm really gonna find out if I like cycling or not".  

After watching the three two clips, if your like me, you are starting to wonder how you could get time off from work to do an "epic" overseas super ride.  This third clip cements that feeling.

Now, why not do it at night.  Please disregard the broadband commercial text towards the end of the video - and concentrate on the images of a free happy little bike enjoying the night.  Give it a try.  A night ride will take away all pains and worries of life.  It is amazing what it feels like to ride down a gravel road, a blacktop, or a single track trail illuminated by moonlight to see the grays and blacks of the world - or illuminated by the single spot of your handlebar mounted flame thrower.  GIve it a try.

And no video collage would be complete without a clip from the favorite band of every bike mechanic around the world.

Click here to watch video

Editors note:  If you are not wise enough to understand this post is SATIRE, please skip it, and move back to Wasilla. 

You know the old saying 'It's never too late to start'?  Listening to current events on my favorite radio station at work, the meaning of that saying hit me like a brick.  I have been sitting back, trying to think of the correct channels to follow, the different hoops to jump through, and the "Big Names" I had to hit up for help in getting some of our ideas put in action.  

City government for bike lanes, county conservation boards for dedicated bike trails, parks and rec. departments for use of parks for events, and local establishments to join forces for support.  I have just realized I have been it all wrong.  My favorite little political "party" has taught me that I can just do it.  I can just take what I want.  Well actually, I should ask for help first, or ask for permission - and once turned down, then I can take matters into my own hands (or better yet, just assume that I will get a negative response and go it - go with my own ambitions).

I have tried to keep this blog "NON POLITICAL", and keep to things that better cycling in North Iowa.  That is still my goal.  It's just that I have learned a great tactic from a new political spin off.  When you don't get what you want, or when someone does something you don't like.  You put up a website and highlight those individuals with sniper crosshairs over their location on a map.  Tell your members to RELOAD, and throw a brick through their window.  Fire up your followers and tell them that it is their right - no - their duty to take back what is theirs.  

Think "Cycling Vigilantism".  I would love nothing more than to work with the county conservation board on taking the "black" trails in Lime Creek - make them IMBA safe, one way bike trails, and allow for some "approved" building of obstacles and technical sections.  Monitor the trail conditions like our brothers and sisters to the north and south, and regulate when cyclists can use the trails - as not to ruin the trail quality.  Put together organized trail cleanup and maintenance weekends through out the year - and turn Lime Creek (and Mason City) into a destination point for cyclists looking for new and exciting trail systems.  Trust me, I do it.  I travel 2 plus hours to find trails.  

Now for my NEW way of operating.  When the conservation board tell me "No" (and unfortunately everyone knows they will).  We do it anyway.  I post all the home addresses of the board members, I encourage our followers to start calling their home answering machines and leaving threatening voicemails.  We start vandalizing buildings.  We do it until they get the point and change their minds.  Or we figure out a way to vote them out, or get the board to quit, and replace them with people that think like we do.

Think of all we could accomplish.  Those people who hold seats of power would have to bend to our every demand.  This blog will become our political rhetoric churn machine, and we will stir the pot - bringing the blood to a boil.  East Park - OURS.  Lime Creek - OURS.  Abandoned cement plant areas - OURS.  Obey our will or face the consequences.

And the best part.  When our followers are out there, wreaking havoc throughout the land, yelling old 19th century hate titles like "Fascist, Socialist, and Nazi", we get to deny the whole thing.  We really didn't mean for them to throw a brick through a window, not literally.  We didn't mean for you to travel to someones home and picket outside it, not literally.  We didn't mean for you to put fear into someones life by putting nasty hateful voicemails on their personal phone line, not literally.  We just wanted to go for a bike ride - and these people are ruining America by not listening to us, and doing what we want.

As I waited for a certain little website to load, I was struck by this image in the background.  This group is so smart.  Lucky for me, it took my web browser a little time to load so I could study the image before me.  It just proves that I need to even go into the subconscious of our readers.  It isn't enough to just smack them in the face with words like "DEATH SQUAD", I need to sneak into their brains without them knowing.

So, until I figure out what multibillion dollar multinational super corporation will spearhead our PAC, we will still do things as usual.  Put on events in a scale that is affordable and within our ability to promote.  Talk to the groups that hold the keys to some of the enchanting land and trails we would like to improve.  And we will be forced to follow the normal and just lines of communication with those groups, and find a democratic and legal way of possibly being able to use those areas for recreation and any future events.

But when that first check rolls in to film our awesome Super Bowl ad with Brad Pitt.  Watch out.  The NIBU will be walking around like Roger Clemens on a HGH high - with fast ball speed bricks at the ready.

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What a party.  The NIBU Champion of the Universe Finals on Saturday night was the end all party of end all parties.  What a night.  At play was the bragging rights of the female and male rolling stud wanting to be named the Champion of the Universe.  Also at stake was the overall prize of the series.  A HED H3 Front wheel for the rider with the most points after the six regular season races, and the final Saturday night.

Jon G. and Ruben W. facing off in race 13.  Round 3 of the Winner's Bracket

11 brave souls came on down to Lorado's to give it their best.  A blind draw double elimination was the course d'jour.  Ruben W. and Jon H. were in a tight race for the series belt.  Jon holding a 8 point lead over the young Weaver.  When the bracket was set, luck would have it that if they won out, Jon and Ruben would face each other in the semifinal of the winners bracket.  The loser would get a chance to win their spot back into the final.  But they had to get through the stacked field first.

Ken N. and Seth B. showing off some sort of dance move.  Notice the new NIBU Jersey Ken is wearing?  And yes, that is chest hair.

The night belonged to some rookies and the old guard of the series.  Jim M. and Mark W. played the spoiler to the established racers.  Seth B. gained the "iron Man" of the bracket moving his way to the final race in the Loser Bracket.  And as guessed, Jon H. and Ruben did happen to find their way to the semi of the winner's bracket.  Their last race against each other (in round one of Race Six - had Jon getting the win, and thrusting him self into an 8 point lead).  A very hard fight began, and it came down to the final few meters to call the winner.  Jon, pulled out yet another win against Ruben, sending the youngster into the loser bracket - awaiting the winner between Seth and Mark.  Jon had to wait.

Meanwhile in the loser's bracket Seth and Mark bested all others trying to get their way into final.  The quarter final of the Loser Bracket had the rookie Mark facing the crusty veteran Seth.  [Editors note - mark had rode up to the bar, getting back into town only 10 minutes before the race began - drywall mud still smeared on his arms from work].  Seth was too much for the elder yet newbie Mark - and thrusted himself into the race against Ruben for a ticket into the finals.

Ruben proved just to powerful for the old wrench.  The crowd was giggling as the first round of the loser bracket pitted Seth against Ken N. in the "Who wants to lose more" race.  All seth wanted to do was have a beer, and start the real night.  He just kept winning.  Until of course, Ruben came along.  So here we had it.  Anyone scoring at home, knew that with Ruben and Jon both making it so far into the night, the series win would go to Jon.  But we still had the Champ of the Universe jersey to award to the last man standing.  So, on the twentieth race of the night, The announced let everyone know what was at stake.  If Ruben won.  There would be a second race, as the double elimination called for Jon to lose twice.  If Jon Won, the night would be over, and he would be named Champ of the night and series.

Words can not explain what 500 meters of screaming, bell ringing, whistling, yelling, and sweating can do to your senses.  I only hope you can sense the excitement in the video captured from the moment.

Click here to watch the Final Race for the championship.

JON WINS!

What a race.  What a night.   What a series.  What a winter.

The run down of the winners:

Women's Champion of the Universe

Katie F.

Not only did Katie win the Women's division, she raced one legged due to an injury.

Men's Champion of the Universe

Jon H.

Series second place

Ruben W.

Ruben W. and Jon G. showing off their prized Oakley's given by Waynes.  And Jon H. with his new wheel.

Series third place 

Seth B. (but the award was given to Jon G. as Seth couldn't win an award donated by the company he works for).

Champ Jon getting a kiss from the podium girls

Thanks to all our sponsors.  HED Cycling for the amazing gift of the H3 Wheel.  Lakeside for preparing the trusty bikes used for the derby - those three bikes were dependable, and brought "Fixed Gear" verbiage to the masses.  Waynes, Bennetts, and Splash Multisport for the prizes.  And the key NIBU members for helping organize the series (Eric F., Jon G. Seth B., Ken N.).  Without those four, this event wouldn't have ever happen.  And of course, Lorado's for hosting the seven races, and Super Bartender Matt P. for being the coolest pour in the world.

Please check into the PHOTOS tab above to see all the interesting photos that Amy B. put on my camera. 

Also, get ready for the next events.  Think of the Summer of '69…. But with bikes rather than six strings.

Final Point Totals from the NIBU Series.

Jon H. - 51pts

Ruben W. 43

Seth B.  - 30

Jon G. - 22

Eric F. - 16

Ken N. - 15

Mike C. - 14

Derek G. - 11

Katie F. - 11

Jim M. - 9

Mark W. - 8

David N. - 8

Nick Q. - 5

Andrew S. - 4

Joe K. - 3

Amy F  - 2

The other Mike C. - 2

Jon W. - 1

Clark P. - 1

Craig P. - 1

Jon V. - 1

Joan V. - 1

Curt K. - 1

Andy J. - 1