A hand full of FBC Sandpoint Lifetime Members for Life went over to Spokane to join in on their last Full Moon ride ever. I was both excited and bummed as we hit The Swamp knowing this was the end for them. Those feelings didn't last long as departure time changed and J-Rad was MIA and in jeopardy of missing the ride. We made due effort to locate and contact her to no avail. So, we trudged on like good friends and got a bucket of Sessions and spoke cards (lucky as there was only 200 cards made).
It was about 8:30 when the 300+ riders started down the street to our next location. I made one last glance around for J-Rad, but nothing. I was hoping she might find a "leak" to the final destination and just meet us there. I hung to the very end of the massive crowd, and as I started to pedal away, here comes J-Rad driving up. I think she parked on a curb. I grabbed her bike and rode it next to me down the street. I passed it off like a baton and we scrambled to catch up to the group.
I hope you enjoyed the dramatic picture I painted...or failed to paint.
Anyway, we did an awesome route that included a steep climb, dirt, gravel, narrow bike paths, 2 bridges over the river, a round-about, several red lights and a bmx freestyle ramp. We ended at a outdoor wine cellar. It was decked out and there was a band. There was beer...and wine...but who cares. There were prizes, but only LTMFL Jane got something. There was more beer. We presented Jeff with our custom coffin signed by all our fine FBC Sandpoint members. We thrashed some stuff with the band. There was a Park Hammer.
It ended. Then we rode to the hotel. We took the long way...not on purpose. There was more beer. Like all good things, there is a beginning and an end so enjoy the times in between.
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