Ok, I have no more photos of the chicken flip day... for two reasons... first, I was too hammered to really think about pictures.... and second, I think my digital camera was full by now! I need to buy an SD card for it!!!
Anyway, the ride home was eventful! After winning Stage 3 to Snug Harbour, I somehow get into my head that I should be in the Tour de France! So out of the starting gate I push it. I pass person after person after person on what is seamingly the most grueling section of the "race." Soon I've passed so many people that I start to think that I have to be in First Place! I don't see anyone in front and I don't see anyone behind. A glance at my watch tells me it's 7:07 and I've been biking for over an hour. I remember the last Ferry back to Canada leaves at 7:30pm and I'm wondering if everyone will make it there in time. Just then a carr drives by and a nice American lady yells out... "Are you Eric?" Um.... after thinking about it for a microsecond I agreed that I was Eric. They pulled over to tell me that my friends had sent them to get me because I have missed Cape Vincent by over 4 miles!!!! GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ Next year I need a MAP on this damn Chicken Flip thingy!!!! So a guy got out of the passenger seat grabbed my bike and stuff it in their trunk. They then drove me back up the highway to the Ferry. I was the last one to arrive...but I arrived in style! Everyone cheered! Needless to say I lost the "Yellow Bow" on Stage 4 but it made for a great story! People just laughed! HAHA
Stage 5: Crossing Wolfe Island from the American Ferry to The Island Grill. I'm so drunk I start to race again. Again...same story...passing all kinds of people. Then find myself alone. Nobody to be seen behind or in front of me. After awhile, I start to get a Deja Vu. Not the good kind, like "I've been here before so I'm on the right track"... the bad kind like "I think I'm lost AGAIN! But then I get a glimpse of the lights of the city of Kingston and I know I'm on the right track. 10 minutes later I hit the main highway...take a right and cruise on in to the finish line! Thinking I must be first...I must be first!!! But no. Alas I was third! Jen and Michelle were already there. Michelle had just jumped on the Ferry to K-town. They beat me by 4 or 5 minutes. I can live with that. I did my best HAHA!
So we gathered over the next hour at the Island Grill as the participants straggled in. It turned out to be one of the best and most fun days I've had in recent memory! And I am very glad we had Labour Day Monday off to recover because both my head and my sore butt needed it!! Is it too early to book for next year?
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