This was weird. Our first appearance within the triathlon racing course was 2002. We were rookies, totally inncocent, no idea about the race, the distances of swimming, biking and running only vaguely in mind. Our booth was small sitting in a corner of a typical countryside townhall. But we were thrilled, the first time you always are. There was only very little time to watch the race, because Barbara and myself 
were busy representing biestmilch. Then, at the end of the race day, we met him 
the »King of Roth« Lothar Leder. This encounter changed a lot, if not to say everything. How we got in contact so fast and how such a close relationship could develop – I shall tell you, but not today (because it is a soccer day!). Stay with us. It is a wonderful story. We owe him a lot, thank you Lothar.
