


After several how-do-you-do's and much guffawing, this hulking mass of a ride shoved off into the alley. The eight overnighters turned left to begin their ride down to the river bottoms in Bloomingtonburgh. Meanwhile Zitox, Scotty, Paul Linden, & I turned right and rode into the inky black abyss, riding along the creek to the bandshell where a solo bike track led us to believe that maybe someone (Boede?) had shown up at the usual spot at the usual time. We drank and smoked and rode down the trail to the dropout at the corner of Calhoun Parkway and from there it was to Ft. Clayton on Lake of the Isles Island. We drank much canned beer and then had the obligatory race across the ice rink. Zitox and Scott pulled away, I rode steady on the Cross-Check while Paul went dowwwn on the XtraCycle. Zitox talked smack to the victory, and Scott went dowwwn. Paul recovered and motored across but tells me today that he lost his mini-mini U-lock so keep yer' eyes peeled. Hopped off the lake and rode some ripper alleys, onward thru the fog to the descent of traffick DETH, shooting the gap across the Hennepin and Lyndale underpass, before enjoying a reprieve at the Bench. Paul split from there, but the remaining 3 stooges absconded thru downtown to Lee's Liquor Bar to see the Weary Boys from Austin, TX. Country twang and a fiddle player who looked a bit like Charles Manson and played like helter skelter, too! A damn good ending to a damn good night. Next week's ride is going to the Art Shanty Project on Medicine Lake, featuring TeaBag Dale's Karaoke Shanty. Do not miss it!

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Although Tea Bag Dale is a frequent visitor to The Norae Shanty, all props must go to Hapa 9 for holdin' up the fort.
http://www2.bitstream.net/%7Ehapa9/shantyhome.html
Count me in.
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