Originally Posted by John Galt

Three hours into a seven hour "epic" and I'll call him "John" (to protect his identity) moseyed off during a food break to check out some views.

I busted out my weapon of choice, a full bottle of Old Spice, that I had brought along for just such an occasion.

Soaked his camelbak, frame, tires, etc. with the whole bottle.

It was really funny until you got downwind of him or behind him on a climb.