Monday, June 2, 2008

Day 1: Pledge Ride – Art Gallery to Grandview Park to White Rock (South Surrey)



Saturday, May 31

37.5 miles / 60 km (including some interesting detours)

I’m writing the day after, so here are some memorable points:

- Dan Burritt from CKNW saying he interviewed “fire pants.” (Emma has cycling shorts with flames.)

- Figuring out you don’t have to ride on Expo Blvd to get to the Adanac bike route… you can stay on the pretty sea wall. J

- The Bicyclettes doing a rock burlesque show (though with more clothes) in the park with bike tires.

- Ilan standing at the top of the hill beside a right-turn lane, pointing right and announcing “Mexico that way.”

- Jessica – not any of the riders but Emilie’s roommate – coming on the ride on a huge and inefficient mountain bike with flat peddles, even though she’s never biked before. John showed her how to change her gears. When Robyn Smith (www.moveo.ca) had to jump on the Skytrain, Jessica kept peddling instead of taking the out. She made it all the way.

- A lot of gaping mouths, and confused faces as 40-odd people in green shirts biked past, yelling “We’re biking to Mexico.”

- Asking little kids at a lemonaid stand for directions.

- Taking a group photo (with about six of us) on the Putello Bridge, beside a discarded / dislodged bumper, hubcap and random metal knob thingy that looks like if fell of an F360. It might be one of the safer bridges we’ll go over.

- The last ten minutes hurt. I had doubts. I had to say goodbye to my boyfriend, John. I had serious doubts. Then we got to the church and the van and trailer weren’t there with our stuff. This happened because GAFC could only pick it up the day before. We could only pick it up the day before because we bought it from a preschool. We couldn’t take possession until the preschoolers had been dropped off after school, around 3pm Friday.

o It has a bear and a honey pot painted on the side with the following words: Honey Tree – Pre-School * Day Care * After School Care * I think it’s appropriate that it’s being driven my Shawn’s mom. We have our very own after-school care van and mommy.

- We finally crawled into our sleeping bags on the floor of the gymnasium of Peace Portal Church. This, after a laughing circle, some basketball and more than a couple of naps. You’ll have to take my word that the circle and game happened…. I was passed out, hidden behind the curtain on the stage.


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