So I needed to get my smoker and my kegerator out to Worcester, MA last week. I'm BBQing 75 racks of ribs and a dozen turkeys for my buddy Drunkens wedding. I've already got 6 kegs of brew ready and we might decide to quickly brew up another 10 gallons of my India Wharf IPA.
So we load the BBQ onto his trailer and chain that down, after which we load the Keggerator on behind it. Then, because it seemed like a good idea at the time we took one of my CPR manequins and put it in his Fire Department turn out gear and strapped that to a chair behind everything.
To stand guard. Just in case. Cause you never know. Rust never sleeps.
Manny has a brew in this pic, but he's the only one who had one until we got to Worcester since we figured it was inevitable that we'd get pulled over. Oddly enough, we drove all the way out there without one cop hitting the blue lights.
We switched the FD helmet for a Sam ballcap in case we lost the hat to wind. Didn't happen, he kept the hat the whole way out.