This is fantastic, my mind set ablaze with friend-themed dee-cals...
Hilarious picture of Bill. I was a lowly intern at Rocky for many-a-work term, and a few things always come to mind when I think of Bill. 1) Cariboos and Foos, usually with D'Arcy and Al in the back (Al drinking Tuborg Gold). 2) The constant squabbling with Morty his desk neighbour, like a married couple. 3) The last guy I've seen riding a Hammerschmidt, on his 50lb Flatline, so he could crank up Cypress. Hope he's doing well in Nelson.
Also hilarious that you chose Remy for the interval/ass-kicking segment. I was grinding up GSM on my hard tail a year or so back whilst feeling unusually out of shape , and he came absolutely out of nowhere, just flying up behind me. I had a chance to look back, and say "hey Remi", and get out of his way, totally convinced he was on an Ebike. Nope, normal Altitude, he was all "hey, thanks!" on his way past, but his blinding pace was a full-on, unintended "F-YOU OLD HACK". I couldn't even comprehend how someone could turn cranks that quickly and disappear in the span of one switchback. Then I caught him pulled over about 4 switch backs up, with an semi-appologetic look, on the verge of heaving up his lunch, and I hit me. Ooohhhhh, _intervals_! I guess that's something that sports people do... I felt much better about myself at that point. Also, Remi's such a great guy in general, also remember him from my Rocky days.
Dec. 2, 2021, 7:53 a.m. - Mammal
This is fantastic, my mind set ablaze with friend-themed dee-cals... Hilarious picture of Bill. I was a lowly intern at Rocky for many-a-work term, and a few things always come to mind when I think of Bill. 1) Cariboos and Foos, usually with D'Arcy and Al in the back (Al drinking Tuborg Gold). 2) The constant squabbling with Morty his desk neighbour, like a married couple. 3) The last guy I've seen riding a Hammerschmidt, on his 50lb Flatline, so he could crank up Cypress. Hope he's doing well in Nelson. Also hilarious that you chose Remy for the interval/ass-kicking segment. I was grinding up GSM on my hard tail a year or so back whilst feeling unusually out of shape , and he came absolutely out of nowhere, just flying up behind me. I had a chance to look back, and say "hey Remi", and get out of his way, totally convinced he was on an Ebike. Nope, normal Altitude, he was all "hey, thanks!" on his way past, but his blinding pace was a full-on, unintended "F-YOU OLD HACK". I couldn't even comprehend how someone could turn cranks that quickly and disappear in the span of one switchback. Then I caught him pulled over about 4 switch backs up, with an semi-appologetic look, on the verge of heaving up his lunch, and I hit me. Ooohhhhh, _intervals_! I guess that's something that sports people do... I felt much better about myself at that point. Also, Remi's such a great guy in general, also remember him from my Rocky days.