The Seattle International Randonneurs Fleche is all set for April 16th-17th. Ralph and Carol have been herding cats, and they mentioned that some of you may not have signed up yet. Are you kidding me? Don't wait. Order before midnight tonight. Carol will throw in free powder coated mini-donuts at exactly the right secret time. I promise.
Last year was my first fleche, and you just can't have more fun freezing, throwing up, emitting greenhouse gasses, and generally goofing off with your friends for 24 hours. It's not possible. Robert's ride report gives a fair summary of the Painted Fleche experience.
Here's just a taste, an amuse bouche, if you will:
"Greg and Joe were harassing each other most of the way and everyone in the group seemed to have problems with gas. I suppose I should say that they didn’t have a problem letting it go. Honestly, this is the smelliest ride I have ever been a part of. That includes my trips through farm counties."
But wait. There's more!
After the finish, we camped out in a nice comfy hotel. The next morning, we relived the whole thing while listening to live church revival singers. I tried desperately to replenish the calorie deficit from the day before. Bacon was involved. Serious bacon. There were eggs as well; I'm sure of it. I may have seen a fruit.
At brunch, everyone told
lies stories about the ride. Everyone from escargot to montagnards got medals. I know!
So, if you are on the fence, sign up already. You'll want to get a start on the planning; the only thing that takes longer than riding a fleche is planning a fleche.
We hope to see you at the finish. We will be out there, as will all the zombie truckers.
Weasles Ripped My Fleche
(Greg, Bill, Don, Ken, Joe)
As the Wikipedia entry reports, quite nicely:
"Frank Zappa recruited artist Neon Park to create a subversive image based on a cover story from the September 1956 issue of Man's Life, a men's adventure magazine. After showing Neon a copy of the magazine, Zappa inquired, "This is it. What can you do that's worse than this?"
Neon's answer was to craft a parody of an advertisement for Schick brand electric razor based on the "Weasels Ripped My Flesh" theme.