Saturday, February 26, 2005  

The Saturday Super Swank Road Ride "Dogged Winter"

The 10:30 am roll out of SBC was especially prompt today. Our group left the parking lot at like 10 of 11! UHG. Our posse included the hard-core regulars that don't mind the weather. Andy B, Jeff (the Hammer) Herrick and (luck dog) Kyle along with myself headed out on our shorter than usual 2 hr jaunt.

I guess I called Kyle lucky dog because about half way thru our ride this psycho killer dog was going for Kyle's front wheel and the only reason he didn't take his wheel out is because the dog lost traction in the gravel used ironically to provide motorist more traction in foul weather. I wonder how man dog stories I could come up with.

Best dog story post wins a autographed team jersey from last year. No Todd, you don't count.

The cold weather slowed us all like lizards crawling thru the wind swept roads of little Belgium. Omloop Het Volk was today and the conditions may have been similar beside the sweet smell of Euro Diesel team cars and the licorice smells of spectators smoking cigarettes.

It was really fun to ride this slow as it allowed the conversations brew into a colorful potpourri of humor and roadside commentary and tales about Russia. U just had to be there….

Enjoy the ride.
Jeremiah

posted by Jeremiah Bishop  # 3:13 PM  

Comments:
I don't have many good dog stories, but I do have a "getting attacked by a flock of (about 20)wild boar"... does that count?
# posted by Sim : 4:40 AM
 
when i was about 12 me and my friend went on a little ride and a dog came after us. my friend jumped off his bike and used it as a wall against the dog all the while crying and carrying on. I rode slowy away and laughed at a distance.
# posted by mcm : 1:54 PM
 
Good job on the first race of the year. Like that mud?

Here's a dog for you.

On a routine route we have this old dog with no teeth that loves to play the bad guy for the new riders of the group.

He gets real excited yapping and running and not paying much attention to where he's going.

This one fine day he goes running and yapping and not looking where he was going and BAM right into a mailbox post. This took him out as he rolled off into the ditch.

Next trip by we looked for that old dog and there he was just sitting, next to the mailbox, watching us go by.

He'd finally had enough.

PeaceLoveBye.

Jerry
# posted by Tmax : 10:52 AM
 
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