11/15/10

OK the ride started out with Robyn and myself meeting the boys at the cafe'.Lets see there was E, Rocky the flying squirrel and a special guest appearance by our old friend the Torch. He's fresh back from training at the Blackwater warfare center in South Carolina. When you see him next week give him a pat on the back. He will be deployed just after Thanksgiving. I wish him nothing but the best. Happy hunting bro. Freedom isn't free you know, it takes people like Craig to keep us safe at night. When we got to the park all the usual's where there. Plus one pint sized Irishman, the Franer.(OUYAH Ronnie) As the ride started I was shooting the shit with Mike and the Franer for a while. I noticed that guys were coming back to the field. I guess a move went up the road when I wasn't paying attention. E and little Rick were doing the bulk of the pulling. I saw a Bubble fag up in the distance and ask E who it was. He replied Crowell. I laughed and told them we should let the Olaf stay off the front for 31 miles and blow by him right at the end. The field was just about on him when we got stuck at the light on rt68. You could see him tearing him self apart to press the gap open again. After we spotted him a good minute and a half the light changed and we were off in pursuit. The pace was steady nothing to fast there was a pretty stiff headwind. Once again we were just about on him when we got the light after the industrial park. Mr Crowell got spotted another 2 minutes. The field really didn't start moving until the shooting range. That's when the fat lady started to sing for the no-hoper up the road. I'll give him this he made it to the turn and the top of the hill before the pack over took him. I think he was trying to make the light at Target to prolong his pain. With Crowells bubble burst and the wind at our backs the pace started to rise as we got closer to rt10. We made it by the prison without any incident's this week which was good. Koski and Crowell gave it a go for the Sprint at S&S. Brian took him down with ease I must say. Then comes the best part of the ride. Crowell starts saying to Chris the flying squirrel and I quote "Ben Its good to see you not on the ground today. When he didn't reply Crowell said it again. Once again no reply. Crowell started to get mad now and said it louder. I was fucking laughing so hard inside. I got this warm fuzzy feeling when I told him his name was Chris not Ben. What would this ride be without that dude. Back to the ride. Mike took a few good pulls at the end but it wasn't enough to get rid of his Nemesis Jancinto. It looked like he would take it but my man the Torch came through to take the prize.