So I stop in the packie after my ride Friday night.
There is this friendly gentleman who greets me.
gentleman: " hey there buddy, how you doing?"
me: "great, it's the weekend, just finished a nice bike ride, I have the champagne of beer in my hand, how can I go wrong?"
gentleman: "you are a young man, how old are you son?"
me: " thirty-seven, thank you calling me young."
gentleman laughing, "you just married?"
me:" nope, been married almost 10 years, I have a wonderful wife..."
gentleman holding up his large bottle of vodka, kinda gives me the fish eye : "That's pretty good still drinking beer at 10 years, at 21 years of marriage it's vodka for me, I gotta drink this entire bottle just to look at her now..."
the cashier, laughing: "will you stop harassing this man, get out of here..."
we all laughed and wished each other well. I'm gonna go out on a limb and say he was coming back for a re-fill and not his first run.
been riding the fuck out of Fairhill. Five of the last six days. I'm not trying to learn the course or pick up some secret line or something like that before the big race. In fact, here is my declaration that I will not be racing. Buddy T. Kegbreaker, Rotten and I have something else planned... Something far more sinister...
But I digress, Fairhill is that good right now. So good I can ride it 5 of the last 6 days, taking largely different routes, and I'm still looking forward to riding it again. It's that fucking good right now.
If you can make it out there you should, worst case scenario come to the poker run Saturday, best case scenario, come out and get lost in the miles, and miles of trail, and make your own adventure. You won't be sad trust me. It's that fucking good right now.
So with Dieter going to art school in the fall, whose gonna start a cross count down? Bilson? Rock? Kim? Zayne? Jim? I really need a countdown to cross...
be safe out there, and go ride fairhill. You can thank me later.
respect
faticus
4 comments:
Best I could do before breakfast.
Countdown to cross.
Everyone I know will be at the Poker Ride. Even people who don't ride. I'm bummed to miss it, but look forward to that friggin' suffer fest that is the July Fairhill race. What is this sinister plan? I don't like it. Did you get your socks? You better wear them.
Cryptically yours,
Rock
yeah really when does cross training start? Remember Meg? well she's got a really itchy trigger finger and is really shredded ( in shape) and itching to get going.....
The Champagne of Beers? Good choice. I like it 'cuz it's tastier than soda, and about as strong. By far the best tasting (or least innocuous, anyhow) of the cheap beers. Not exactly long on interesting flavored hops, but when it's hot out, and served ice cold, you can't beat it.
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