What a day.
Crashed a Skate park and met some wonderfull people. Skate park reminded me that I need to learn to grind and pedal grab. Skate punks were cool, with narry a negative comment- just encouragement, interest. Ran off by nice Park Ranger (Yogi Bear: ‘Excuse me Ranger, Boo Boo and I were just enjoying this here pick-a-nick basket’). Note to self: growing beard seems to help when interacting with Police. The MUC folks (Memphis Mud and Kin) we met would make you all wish you were MUCsters. Envited us to their home for lunch -wow!
Second lunch with Tommy at Vietnamies resturant. Ordered a bowl of soup so big I had to tag-out and have Lewis and Tommy finish it.
Hooked up with Bill (of ‘Magic Turtle’ Fame) in the basement of the First Congo Church for some sweet indoor riding (what a concept). Had to be reminded that shouting ‘Who’s your dady?’ may not be cool with sermon going on upstairs. People juggling clubs on cycle, practicing jumping, spins, seeing how fast a 29’er can go in a basement. Wheel walked 6.5 revs from iddle (another ‘Who’s your dady?’). Little girl showed up with evidence of 20 hours of community service and Tommy gave her a Unicycle. I’m so lucky to have friends like these. Lewis gave her his brand new helmet.
Piled into car, headed to downtown Memphis, hooked up with yet another cyclist, pack of 5 cuting through the Neon lights of Beal Street. Ran off by cops after explaining the law to him (‘You can’t ride here’,‘Can too ride here!’, etc.). Folded on simple jump, fell on my back on top of the cycle with one leg underneath, I don’t know how. Leg kinda works, kinda makes me scream- if it doesn’t magicly fix itself, then X-rays… or Gama Rays. Much preferred to head pain (the drugs are working :)).
Viewed Peck video. WOW. Wonder if he still rides? Must meet this man.