SMNDFBR - 'Twas The Ride Before Chistmas

‘Twas the ride before Christmas and all through the land

Fat bikes were rolling through Nebraska’s farmland;

The layers were picked by the riders with care,

In hopes that Mother Nature would soon warm the air;

The tires were fondled and tested, aired or deflated,

While donuts were eaten for fear they would soon be outdated;

And Roy in his ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,

Had just settled in for a long gravel lap,

When out on the route there arose such a yammer,

I sprang from my bike almost losing my Wolvhammer.

Away flew the riders like a quick flash,

Tore down the trails on a crazy mad dash.

The ice on the top of the slick trail surface,

Gave pause that our tires would keep purchase,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But 9 South Chargrill full of frosty cold beer,

With a quick lead rider, so lively and jolly,

I knew in a moment it must be Scott Braly

More rapid than eagles the cyclists they came,

And he whistled and shouted and called them by name;

“Now, Carlos! Now, David! Now Michael and Todd!

On, Burke! On Waters! On, Rivera and Baum!

To the top of the table! Come now don’t doddle,

Now eat up, eat up!  But heed the waddle.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his food,

And filled his taut belly, then turned to his brood,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, from the table they arose;

He sprang to his Fatboy, to his buds gave a whistle,

And away they all rode like a nuclear missile.

But I heard them exclaim, as they rode out of sight,

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

Huge thanks to everyone who made it out yesterday or for any of the rides in the last two years, that's right the Saturday Morning No Drop Fat Bike Ride turns two this month. The inaugural ride was December 28th 2014, it's been such a fun ride so far and I hope it continues to be for many more years to come.  

December 24th 2016

December 28th 2014, the ride that started them all.