Does this look like a $40 million bicycle to you?
(It does to me!)
Despite the cold, cold temperatures (10 degrees F!) we had a great ride last night. ICEMAN, aka CD, Surly, aka Rauol the Cabana Boy, and Patrick D, aka possibly Maverick all made it out for a true Crazy Bastard Ride. The good news was that the dirt road surface was finally rideable and traction was super grippy for a change. The only white knuckles last night were from the extreme cold - which really didn't bother us too much as the there was no wind, and just a little snow falling. Actually it was a beautiful night for a ride. We did around 16 miles, so while we got FLAHUTE points for riding more miles than the temperature, we fell short of DOUBLE-FLAHUTE points. Boo-hoo, ha-ha on that.
Last night it also became clear that we are on track with our conversion to being a TOP GUN CYCLING CLUB, which should be finalized around the year 2022. You'll see in photos from last night's ride that club members are now starting to really take on the identities of their TOP GUN characters.
Take for example this - why you can hardly tell Davison from Kilmer can you?
Will the real ICEMAN please eject?!?!?
In these comparative, side-by-side photos it's really hard to tell who the real ICEMAN is, isn't it? After the ride it was a little easier when CD was undressing by the car to see who the real ICEMAN really was ...
Did someone call for more of my handmade suntan lotion?
New Bastard Patrick D was out for the ride last night, as I said before, and looking ever the part of MAVERICK. Here's a shot of him before he was stricken by frostbite during the last 1/4 mile of the ride, still looking like he's going to have a good time.
Patrick, aka Maverick, when he still had ten toes and ten fingers.
After a few beers at the good old HC (Guiness's actually), we all decided to head home. ICEMAN and MAVERICK when to the men's room before leaving, while I waited at the table, thinking it was going to be a little too crowded in that cozy HC WC for a manly three-some. After five minutes or more of waiting I started to wonder what the hell was going on in there, as neither MAV, or ICE had returned.
Finally, needing a "break" myself I went into the MEN's room to see what was going on. Like I said, we're really getting into this TOP GUN thing, aren't we?
Mav & Iceman (disguised as Tom Skerrit) discuss the merits of studded tires in the Men's Room at the Honey Creek Inn
