I got the family ready early Saturday morning for Starcrossed. My 5 year old picked out a boiled wool coat, winter mittens, and pink cowboy boots (nee shitkickers). The incredibly good weather was not just surprising, but left me flat out broke for the mud-faced splatterfest I’d promised. Regardless, we all had a great time watching the races. The crowd was very friendly, and I managed to get in a few photos (bikehugger photostream!) during the races. Great teamwork by some of leaders in the Mens 3/4 35+ category, with a team from Boston taking the early lead.