Well if you've ever wondered just what in the hell is wrong with Highroller, you need look no further than the cackling fool coasting along behind him. Pop refuses to shift his front derailleur from the big ring no matter what (yeah!), eats apple cores and shrimp tails (ask Chainsaw all about it) and is the class secretary of his 1960 college class. Whacko! He does throw a pretty mean bocci ball though, complete with Euro/women's tennis grunting..."ehhhhUH!" and would frequently travel long distances from his NYC home to see me play away hockey games when I was a wee goalie, often being the only fan in the rink. Great ride with the Old Fella through awesome leaf displays, corn fields and twisty backroads.Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Bikes in the Bershires
Well if you've ever wondered just what in the hell is wrong with Highroller, you need look no further than the cackling fool coasting along behind him. Pop refuses to shift his front derailleur from the big ring no matter what (yeah!), eats apple cores and shrimp tails (ask Chainsaw all about it) and is the class secretary of his 1960 college class. Whacko! He does throw a pretty mean bocci ball though, complete with Euro/women's tennis grunting..."ehhhhUH!" and would frequently travel long distances from his NYC home to see me play away hockey games when I was a wee goalie, often being the only fan in the rink. Great ride with the Old Fella through awesome leaf displays, corn fields and twisty backroads.
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Ahhhhh... biking in the Berkshires - I'm so jealous!
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