Another fine ride this Saturday morning – thanks Roadies! Welcome to Robert Laroque for his first ride (gorgeous classic steel Marinoni), kudo’s to Shannon for two-peating after a tough ride to Woodridge last week, and the hardass award goes to Neil for getting back in the saddle after his horrific crash just one week ago. He sported the most awesome battle scars. Coffee shop discussion included the recent news coverage about the US IRS OVDI program for US born Canadian citizens. Joy and Con (names changed to protect the innocent) contemplated the pro’s and con’s of keeping their wives out of jail (this was inconclusive as they were uncertain about conjugal visit privledges) while there was general consensus that Kerle (name changed to protect the innocent) should be turned in immediately so that we could all scoop the spoils of his awesome road bike assets (assuming the IRS would not sieze them). Mark reported on an excellent trip to the world’s most beautiful city – Vancouver (especially if you like riots). Brief kubbitzing ensued at Schellenberg’s with Mr-awesome-waxed-eyebrows (there was speculation that hair spray is also involved). Breakfast wrapped up by riding out of town just ahead of the local Kleefeld Honey Festival parade. So, naturally we decided to assume that the people were lining up to see us ride and we all gave our most dignified Queen Elizabeth-monarch-like waves as we staggered out of town burping up waffles and white sauce. As my mother in-law famously quipped “it may not have happened that way, but that’s how I remember it”.