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to Amelia Island Cycling
All,
Another gorgeous day for a bike ride here on Amelia
Island! Sunny skies, light winds and temps in the 70s
greeted 18 eager bike enthusiasts on a sweet April morning.
There was the traditional stirring rendition of the safety
brief by yours truly and then a few announcements. Snow
birds are heading north (including Kathleen F. and I) so
there was a lot of talk of making sure we go to the brain
trust tomorrow.
The ride itself was great! No wrecks or mechs that I am
aware of. Lots of folks met up at the dog park and basked
in the sun on the front porch there. The substitute ride leader had
to rouse folks from their comfy chairs and discussions to
get them to finish our 35 mile tour of paradise! And finish they
did. And while I was riding up Will Hardy towards home, I thought
about the fact that this will be the first time that we fly and not
drive back to Wisconsin. While thus daydreaming a little ditty
popped into my head which could be seen as today’s alternate
ride report.
(With all due respect to John Denver and his song writing genius I submit…
All our bags are packed, we’re ready to go,
Back to a place, where it gets twenty below
But we’re at Main Beach on this Thursday morn,
The safety brief’s been read and we’ve all sworn,
To callout hazards on the hills we climb,
And have a safe ride, one more time.
‘Cause we’re leaving on a jet plane,
Don’t know when we’ll be back again,
Oh, gang, we hate to go!
There were many times I had to sub,
‘Cause we need more leaders in our little,biking club,
Amelia Island is such a great place to ride!
So one more time, we’ll tour Fort Clinch
With our nifty e-bikes, it’s quite the cinch,
You just peddle a little and then you let her glide!
Yes, we’re leaving on a jet plane
Don’t know when we’ll be back again,
George and Donna, we hate to go!
So many riders we love and know,
18 today who made the show,
You are the folks we will certainly miss.
And Dee Dee Bartels, the dog park too,
One to the other we often flew,
Just getting there was such a bit of bliss.
But we’re leaving on a jet plane,
Don’t know when we’ll be back again,
Oh, Gus, we hate to go!
But now the time has come to sadly leave you,
A few more rides and then we’ll sadly grieve you,
But we’ll be back to ride another day.
So we’ll dream about the rides to come,
The warmth, the sun, no reason to be glum,
‘ Cause we’ll be back before y’all can say,
We’re leaving on a jet plane,
Don’t know when we’ll be back again,
You know we hate to go!
Respectfully,
Substitute ride leader, Peter B., domestique to Kathleen F.
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