Oh What a Night…

I would continue and say it was late December. But that wouldn’t be quite correct. It was actually last Saturday and that would make it mid-August. Nor was it my “first time” on a Full Moon Fiasco.

As usual, we started at The Swamp Tavern out of Browne’s Addition. Upon arrival I as pleasantly surprised by the number of people there. After our recent press in Out There Monthly I really shouldn’t have been. The count as we started to depart was 51riders.

From the outset it was kinda obvious that not enough of us paid homage to the full moon because we didn’t even leave The Swamp before 2 people got flats. After consultation with mon Capit├ín (otherwise know as Jeff, King of the FBC ) I began to lead the parade of bicycles.

Silly Useless Signs

Silly Useless Signs

I immediately discovered a problem with being the lead bicyclist. I couldn’t take many pictures. Anyhoo, we jumped onto Maple where we had the whole road to ourselves. Brand new smooth asphalt and no traffic at all. I kinda felt like I was leading the Tour de France. I’m willing to bet I hit speeds close to 13 miles per hour (13!).

If there were 50 more people here and it was dark it would look like the Full Moon Ride

If there were 50 more people here and it was dark it would look like the Full Moon Ride

We took Maple to Northwest Boulveard where we encounted a bit of a problem. Some crazy people actually driving cars on the road. Oh, not closed Maple street but Northwest Boulevard. Once we got over that little problem the bicycle train continued via side streets to The Hub at Fairview and Monroe (Get it? Bicycle wheel-hub, tavern-Hub. Admit it, you’re laughing inside).

Being one of the first people there I was able to see inside the tavern before the crowd walked in. I immediately thought, “this’ll be fun”. It’s a tiny place that had a couple of people inside and one bartender. Luckily we’re a fun, patient crowd and the bartender was really, really nice. She worked her heiny off serving all those thirsty bicyclists.

Bicycle Sardines in The Hub

Bicycle Sardines in The Hub

Bike Swap Anyone?

Bike Swap Anyone?

Ahh, but The Moon wasn’t done with us yet. Some guy (read-Jacque) twisted the tumblers of his lock as he was locking it up and that changed the combo. Oops! Luckily my friend his friend Tim came by with some tools and we were able to cut it off.

Don't Twist the Tumbers as You're Inserting the Lock!

Don't Twist the Tumbers as You're Inserting the Lock!

From The Hub we gathered up and rode to The Viking. I’m all out of pictures though. As well as words.

This is probably my longest post ever. How fitting – most riders on an FBC ride, longest (distance) Full Moon ride, and I didn’t get home till 3am.

Oh what a night!

Till later,

Jacque – Out

About jacque

Fun, funny and all around nice guy. Just the author of the Weekly News and helps out around FA.
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