Ben, Chaz, James, Steven, Gavin, Shaun, Duke and I rode on the first really cold Thursday Night Ride of winter. It was one of the more playful rides that we’ve had in a long time. Riding over snow piles, cutting through drifts, swerving on off-camber slopes, and knockdowns that escalated to included hand play - it was good fun but we quit before it got ugly. It was a fun night of playing. Eventually we found our way to the clubhouse where we were joined by Tom, and Thomas. the minutes include: Tom’s commie playing cards with slogans like “Submit to rigorous military training!”, Sunday’s cross race venue ideas, a one lap cross race?!, getting the snip stories, punk bikers, Laz-e-boy on skiis, Manitoba paranoia with weather, Hilarious House of Frankenstein, Chad Vader, haircut names, Steven windsurfing across the fields on an ironing board from MCC, Thomas is not a hipster, Princess Margaret School (PMS mascots), converting/raping, locked up abroad V locked up a broad, Death Star cafeteria, Duke remenisced about his La Paz Bolivia prison tour - no mas pujol, Bruce is teaching the local Brigades how to unicycle, notable song from the jukebox: Run DMC – It’s like that. Steve stumbled in after the Jets game, and as most people were getting ready to leave, DSwank rolled in and enjoyed a few rounds with the remaining enthusiasts. Good times.
|I think everybody fell at least once|
|I miss that wanker|
|Gavin and Steve were the most daring|
Next up: We’ll see how far south we can ride Buffalo creek - Saturday, 9:30 at my place. Confirm your attendance with a comment or phone call. Is anybody able to drive us home or away?