This great riding weather has brought out the best in several riders including our own Crusher Fox! After no consideration whatsoever, Crusher has reinstituted his Friday Frolic Ride starting this week...uh, tomorrow! This once very well attended romp around the area on various routes, was the envy of all those who were chained to their desks on the last day of the work week. In fact, the riders were on several occasions persecuted for their Friday freedom by those whose work sites the riders cruised by. More than once the group had hurled at them not just profanities but that which was profane as well. Objects like rotten tomatoes, eggs, cups of cold coffee, staplers and even a used toner cartridge. "You Freakin' Friday Frolickers!", (FFF) was the most common expletive hurled at these Friday work skipping, fun loving road riders.
However, on one occasion is just got plain dangerous as an obviously jealous work bound employee ran into the path of the group of Friday riders yelling words which will never be repeated here as he carried a copier! It soon became evident to the Friday Frolickers that this envious employee of an apparent micro-manager, intended to hurl this massive piece of office equipment at the freedom loving Friday Frolickers. I am most happy to report that all the riders dodged the projectile as the angered hurler was obviously hindered from an apparent lack of exercise as he could only mange to throw the copier far enough to actually trip over it! The two lay in the roadway in quite a heap. It was for Crusher and the other riders an eye opening experience. Therefore Crusher, who is no stranger to things being hurled at him, (he's a Clydesdale), decided last Spring to cancel any further FFFs. (Uh, that's Fox's Friday Frolic).
So, at the great risk to himself and any brave freedom loving Friday Frolickers, he has decided, "Dadgum the torpedoes, (copiers), full speed ahead!", (Or something like that...), and has reimplemented his great love; the Fox's Friday Frolic! What risks men will take for the sake of love?! Anyway, here are the details:
Friday morning at 8:30am at Maygarden and Summit. The route will be about 30 to 35 miles and will avoid all jealous, micro-managed, Friday jailed work sites that have the remote possibility of an employee who is a cyclist. Uh, we're trying to avoid any hysterical entanglements...
See you out on the road,
Bob
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