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Alafia Fat Tire Festival Trip
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At this point we have a group of riders who have either logged alot of
miles and are seriously delirious, or who already hurt themselves. Into
these riders have been poured many bottles of cold beer. Add to this
some great music and you get one weird night. |
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I only wish there were more pictures from later this night.
About 11 pm the last set ended, and so the drunken troubadours headed back
to camp. After a great deal more drunken hatcheting, the three wheeled
bike arrived again, with the keg of beer. Naturally, more beer was
consumed, and next someone with a stereo laden truck showed up and blasted
us all to sleep with Dave Mathews tunes until about 1 am. As luck would
have it, Paul FitzP prayed in earnest for the truck to leave, and
miraculously it did. That however was not the end of the night. Deb
had failed to bring any camping supplies what so ever, and was clearly too
drunk to drive, and too ethical to sleep in anyone's tent. Don finally
relented and spent the night in my truck so that Deb could have her own
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Now, you might think after reading this that there would
be some ill-will or even some minor hostility. Such was not the
case. We all had a great time. We talked about it afterward and agreed
that aside from the minor inconveniences, this time of entertainment is
truly priceless. We gratefully thank those who helped create such a funny
and memorable evening.
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