On Saturday, September the 8th, Flying Illegals Sheila, Catherine, Kevin, Marco, Adam, and Leah rode their bikes down the Cherry Creek path and North up the Platte. It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon and the air was sweet.

The Illegals rode 11 miles for a total of 66.
The daring Crew has now traveled 177 miles toward Tierra del Fuego!

Catherine the Brave rode the toughest mount--a heavy, brooding two-wheeled fiend that threw her halfway through the ride. She persisted and conquered the beast, and will surely boast a lovely bruise for her troubles.

Adam the Strong supported, coached, and entertained, his quiet wit and daring spirit a boon to all. Sheila the Bold lent her boundless and contagious energy to the group, and taught Leah to patch a tire. Marco the Valiant set a fearless pace, keeping the Illegals inspired as well as contributing a flask of the finest $2 liquor to the journey. Kevin the Courageous brought his extraordinary intelligence, experience, and humor to this ride as he does to all of his many noble endeavors. Raul the Wise was well missed.

Captain Underpants Bry felt her heart expand riding strong with good friends on a fair day. Each ride is a new adventure, another pedal stroke toward infinite possibility.

The Second Ride

8/14/07: Marco, Raul, Adam, Leah, Sheila. Rode to 15th and Platte on the Cherry Creek trail in the pouring rain. Thunder and lightnning surrounded us. We ate dinner and drank three bottles of wine at Pasto's Pizza. Sheila wanted a ball of dough to play with and toss.

We toasted 25 times. A 25-toast evening signifies that a rare, boisterous, and uniquely wonderful adventure is under way.

We decided to set a goal of riding a distance equivalent to riding to Tierra del Fuego. Quorum is three riders. Run miles count double, swim miles count triple. Naked miles count double (Marco thinks they should count at least triple. If arrest takes place, they count quadruple). Our motto, for now, is "always take the cot (Raul's cot)." We made a handshake--eye contactmust be maintained throughout the shake, and a hug must be given at the end.

We bought a bottle of Patron at a liquor store at Umatilla and 32nd, and took tequila toasts at Cuernavaca Park and then at the beach in front of REI. Enacted theatre of Liberation/Opression by the river at confluence park.

Estimated 5 miles each: 30 miles

When will the flying illegals ride again?

The first ride

Early June: Rode to Cherry Creek Rez, dinner at Dave and Buster's, and took the light rail home. We sang Johnny Cash while waiting for the train.
Leah, Adam, Marco, Raul = 18 mi * 4 = 76 miles