It turns out that I was the sorehead. I was thirsty and needed to fill my water bottle, and I searched the town for the famous Fountains of Wayne, but they were gone.
I did run into Stacy's mom, but she was not quite as I remembered her. She was still ready for a roll in the hay, but unfortunately I am abstaining during the Tour.
I rode on into the mountains in a grumpy mood when the most wonderful thing happened to lift my spirits. Thank ewe, sheep of Wood County!
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