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Thought it might be a bit of fun to explore each of the Amigos in Profile.
Amigo Dave, aka Froomie, Davie, WallyDave gets the mantle of most improved on the ride. Let's just say when he started he resembled a 44 gallon drum but by watching his diet and riding 3000kms he trimmed down to about a 42.5 gallon drum. Dave also gets the title of master navigator as the app he had loaded on his phone with a complete street map of the US saved our bacon more times than we can count. Let's just say Dave's love of Walmart was unnatural and the reason he earned the name "Wally". He would almost foam at the mouth as we drove into the carpark. We called him Froomie because of the Sky kit he wore. By the end of the ride he was as strong as anyone on the bike and fearless riding down hills. He also greatly improved the questionable hygiene habits of the other amigos (especially one of them). Amigo Tom, aka Tommy-too-farTommy is Tommy. We all know what we get. He is very strong on the bike except for the one day in the desert when he tried to do too much and suffered an extremely severe case of cramping. He earned the Monica of Tommy-too-far on day 1 when he drove all the way to Borego Springs about 50kms past his designated stopping point. Tom grew a lot over the journey. He now has new improved hygiene habits and washes his hands before eating. He became the porridge makers apprentice and surprised us one day with toasted ciabatta rolls with melted cheese for lunch. I hope Vicky recognises the new metrosexual that comes home to her. Amigo Jeff, aka Ray Charles, Crash Test JeffJeff well and truly earned the title of Ray Charles for his navigational efforts, even on the last day of riding. Jeff was notorious for having a quick nap while Dave and I would work out where we were meant to be going. Of course he got the name Crash Test Jeff after his spill near St Louis. I don't think anyone realises what a courageous effort it was for him to get back on the bike with only a day off. He not only had to fight the physical side of things but the mental ones. Jeff was responsible for raising our breakfast meal from sugar rich local cereals to much more wholesome porridge with sultanas, banana, strawberries and honey. He was the Porridge Master, and took on Tommy-too-far as his apprentice. Amigo Mark, aka RichoMark earned the title of Richo, for being the numbers man. He would work out how far we had to ride in a day and work out where the change over points would need to be to make sure we all rode the same number of kilometres. As a driver it was best not to drive less kilometres than you were meant to, as Mark would have recalculate the rest of the legs to even things out. Mark was also the Master planner, which caused him much frustration as we rarely executed to plan. He also shaved one leg after tweaking a calf early on so he could tape it up. Onnice healed he continued to shave ONE leg because he liked how smooth it felt.
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