FIRST OFFICIAL GONZO ADVENTURE CLUB EVENT
ALL TIME RECORD
They came from everywhere, old (as in haven't seen for a while), new (as
in never seen before), the regulars (as in see too much probably), and
those in between (as in some of them I hope to see again).
Twenty seven (that's right, 27)----'Mr. Cabot Trail' Bill Campbell,
Rocket Ronnie Jeppesson, straight from Fredericton via Minnesota, the
return of Lorenzo Sampson, his Bro-Joe, and Bro-Inlaw Dennis. These
ROADIES were seen at the start and finish and once in awhile during the
ride when they decided to drop back and say hi. Our once a year (promise
to do better) immigrants from Ontario Dave Jellecoe (on his recumbent)
and John McCracken were there. Regulars The Dipper, Sungod, the
Scrounger, Viking, Helga, Geezer, Packitinpackitout, I'm Selling
Halifax, Honest Abe, Betty Boop, Le P*&^K, Claudia Don't be last, and
Judy Hunt peddled their little buns off. Paddling buddy Darrin 'beat me
in Kenduskeag last year' Gray was there along with absolutely new
Wannabees Ted Wallace, Mike and Cindy O'Leary, and my dear little neice,
The Convoy was moving at exactly on the prescribed hour 8:00am from
Waverly, much to the chagrin, and surprise of the Scrounger and Dipper
who were 2 minutes late. We have been getting lazy in our start times
and they figured 8:03 was good enough. BE FOREWARNED---NO MORE---8:00
We moved out quickly, reletively speaking, meeting up at Timmie's in
Fall River for a team picture, before we started out down the
road-----Beautiful sunny day, few icy spots to be aware of, but a
gorgeous day. Within minutes we were spread out over 1/2 mile, what a
sight of colours, spandex of all shapes and sizes---actually everyone
looked splendid--many in MEC gear, some in Frenchies 'once was'
expensive stuff, some in, heaven forbid, cotton.
There were $3,000 road bikes, many $700 high tech beauties, lots of the
$400 goodies, both road and mountain, and a couple $200 CTC Models.
The ride was uneventful, especially for the first outing for most people
(and bikes)--Unbelievably there were no flat tires, nothing mechanical
and no physical breakdowns--other than a few 'bum' complaints.
We arrived at the Big Stop, over a period of 10 minutes, being joined by
Linda Banks and Paul Hunt, for platters full of grease--bacon, sausage,
ham, and balogna---eggs, toast, home fires and mucho caffeine..
After an hour+ break---more time than the ride itself, it was back onto
our trusty metal and rubber steeds and off into the head wind--I think
we had a head wind coming out---funny how an out and back can have a
head wind both ways.
What a start to a new season---
Paddle on the Shubenacadie River tommorrow and hiking Taylor's Head on
Easter Monday- You gotta love it.
See ya all next Satrurday for the ride to Elmsdale Mickie Dee's.