A Note from Norman: Oh beavers, do I have a special treat for you. Masinga has come down hard on the request for guest blogs. Her epic recount of her freshmen-ride is not 1, not 2, not 3 blogs long, but 5! Yes, I present to you, Masinga week. Enjoy!
ENTRY 1 - “Everybody rides their own RAGBRAI.” But what if RAGBRAI isn’t for me?
ENTRY 1 - “Everybody rides their own RAGBRAI.” But what if RAGBRAI isn’t for me?
2013 was such a fun time as the driver. I felt appreciated. I felt adored. I felt needed. I impressed my team with great attitude and decent cycling abilities on the ONE day I rode.
I amused them with my sing-song attitude instead of anger when the
riding day got too long for me. Then I
really kicked it up as the driver. My
parking places were stellar, snacks were always out, and the requested beer was
always cold. By the end of the week I
apparently asked too much in terms of communication. I thought I needed to be responsible all the
time. I was apparently wrong about that.
I threw in the towel in Osky and got drunk in our hosts’ front yard. Then I salmoned up stream on my bike and
found their party. I was winning at
RAGBRAI! They were having so much fun on the route, how could I not enjoy
riding the whole thing myself???
So for 2014, I registered as the driver, with the understanding
that we would try to organize a schedule so I could ride a couple days and
drive, maybe even alternate. It was
going to be epic! Then news came that
The Deb didn’t want to ride at all. Ok,
so that means I can pick and choose when I want to ride? Awesome.
Then I got guilted into making the commitment to ride the entire
week. “If you say you’re just going to
ride when you want, you won’t even consider riding the whole week. Just tell yourself you’ll ride the whole
thing.” Point taken. Mentally prepared for 400+ miles. Or so I thought.
The ride up in the Beaver Ark was awesome! Got drunk with PBear, which I think was a
first for the two of us together. PBear
recounted the SAGA superbly. And it was
so much fun! We descended from the Ark in a surprise drunken stupor. I set up my borrowed tent, honestly I think
it was set up differently every day. I
enjoyed wandering around the expo with the team. I felt excited to be there. I felt excited for what the week had to
bring.
The first day was rough for the Beavers, as we’ve heard Normie
tell. Lots of mechanicals for many of
the Beavers, except Too Much and I, so we rode on. Too Much was a tad adorable. That made riding with him a little nerve
wracking. Thankfully, we spotted the White Tiger. I needed a buffer. I think I
got drunk and hit on Too Much, or at least I couldn’t remember if I did or I
was thinking about it so much that I thought I did. Should be part of the official Beaver rules,
never hit on a teammate. Overall, made
it through my first day of my first full week, relatively unscathed and looking
forward to the next day.
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