Here is September's list:
Song title with the letter "A" -- 5 mile ride
To make it more fun for the group on the Facebook page, we don't post the song title we were intending; instead, everyone tries to figure it out and post a link to the YouTube video with their guess.
I had people guess both "Kansas City" and "Take Me Out To The Ballgame" for this one. Both excellent guesses, and actually both ones that I liked better than my original intention, which was "Royals" by Lorde.
Refrigerators. End of a 5.75 mile ride
Cows -- same 5.75 mile ride
Church steeple -- same 7 mile ride
Roadkill.
Same 7 mile ride.
(I really wanted to conscientiously object on this
one because I think its gross and nasty and kind of sad.) But here you
go.
Moon -- same 7 mile ride.
Exit sign -- same 7 mile ride.
TWOFER!!!! Fire hydrant AND broken window.
Same 7 mile ride.
Before
we found the twofer, we found a couple other fire hydrants.
I just
liked the way the shadow of the wheel fell in this picture.
And blue (because somebody likes the St. Louis Blues.)
Roadkill -- 5.5 mile ride
Totally trumping my roadkill entry of the night before: It's on the road -- and it will kill you.
See what I did there? Booyah. :)
Labor.
15 mile ride.
My legs felt the labor of those 15 miles, too. LOL
Another two-fer! Fire hydrant/refrigerator -- 7.5 mile ride.
Train engines. 10 mile ride.
Please
duly admire the determination it took to procure this picture. We have
been trying all month to time our bike rides for when a train goes
through town, with no success. Tonight, I was just
pulling my bike out of the garage to start my evening ride when I heard
the whistle of a train heading into town. My house is 5 blocks from the
nearest crossing. That was literally 5 blocks of flat out top speed
from a completely cold start.Three blocks to go, whistle is getting
louder. Two blocks still to go and I see the lights come on and the arms
start to go down. Ugh! Faster! I made it to my spot, vaulted off my
bike, slammed the kickstand down, fumbled my camera out of the zipper
case, fumbled to get the camera on. And nailed it! I'm pretty sure the
last time I have ridden at that speed, Silver Spoons was still on TV and
Ricky Schroeder was my crush of the month. I will let you Google that for the date if you must. I'm kind of proud of this picture. Fist pump.
Something
purchased at convenience store in front of store --
5 mile ride.
Good
thing I knew the lady pumping gas when I sat down beside her on the
ground by the gas pump to get this shot. It's always weird explaining
what we're doing, though......
And that's mission completed, folks.
We found all 12!
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