A Horse Creek Ride
The EVCC rode again
Took up their wheels outside Cochrane:
John, and Jeff, and Laurel and Chris.
We headed west and didn’t miss
Grand Valley Road our upward turn
To give the legs a little burn,
With nothing in our path today
But one child’s shoe, a canvas gray
That caused a melancholy thought
About that which would soon be sought,
A fleeting point because the hills
Reminded us of trainer drills
That rudely seemed of little use
As 5%s piled up abuse.
We forced our way upon each mound
“What silliness to get around!”
Yet we’re addicted —sure we are
Preferring this o’er any car
(Simply as a note aside,
Poetic form requires elide
And as convention styles the form
Over to o’er as per the norm.)
Apologies to Housman’s verse
His Shropshire Lad is none the worse;
In doggerel, or equal sort
A ride report’s a ride report.
With tails propelled by strongish gust
We took the drops and put our trust
In slope, and line and tires, (one inch)
And Horse Creek Road became a cinch.
I might admit we crossed the line
Going all out, but I’ll decline
To say a hammer-fest took place,
Not out in such a pretty place
With views of distant snowy peaks
No mechanicals and no leaks
marred the ride. Thus, watered and fed
Our goal: to catch those guys ahead
And so they blasted as did we
Until upon their wheel with glee
We passed them right before the end.
Another ride of fun and friend
To kick the spring along toward May
With hearts of joy and legs of clay.
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