Rollin’ the Apple Pi with Ken, Snappy Dog, Craig, Queen of the Mountain, Julie, Kevin, Dana, Gregg, Eilidh, John and Matt
Enjoy this post from Guest Blogger Kevin:
We have established a rhythm and a routine,
Far from organized, and mighty short of discipline,
We show up (which is 90% as Woody A says) early (early-ish?) and get ready in the cool.
If someone doesn’t forget their helmet…
Or their shoes…
Three weeks to go and we’ve done this a lot
Really, a lot
And every ride is an adventure and a discovery!
More Monarchs! Celebrating Sylvie in spirit!!
Because we’ve been riding and riding and riding since spring, since last year, and the year before, and the six years before that.
As a Team, for a Challenge that’s almost a Movement (but not as Arlo G would say)
We’re not fast (some of us), or strong (some of us),
But we’re all in this together, and we’ll all be there at the finish!
This week at Eilidh’s and John’s nest, deep in the woods of Carlisle, where the public road is mostly treed, and where the private road ends and the curvy driveway begins, we meet, greet, and mount bikes and head for the smooth pavement ahead. We love smooth pavement!
Country roads through fields and parks turn into city roads as we leave the flats to find the hills while the miles click silently on the computers. The hill climbs earn the long swoop down. The slowest of us going up, are the fastest of us going down, and w
e all laugh together at the bottom. We follow the Pi signs marking the route through apple orchards and we stop at country stores
where store owners love the cyclists’ flash and chrome. We partake in carbs, and protein, and gloriously cold Gatorade. And because it’s July, some of us pretend we are French and buy chocolate croissants (pain au chocolat – no pain in that!) and talk about the Tour
We also pondered deep philosophical questions like “How long do you wait for the train before you realize the gate is broken”? The Apple Pi ride
clocked 50 mi on a day that became hot as a pie baking, and just as sweet; we savored the moments alive and together.
ck at E&J’s, the beer was poured, the bubbles burbled, and the cool-pool-toe-dangle-splash….was great. Two weeks to go. Fundraising continues. The miles click by.
192 miles over two days. We’re ready.
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