We met at Yad Labanim to head northwards with the idea of splitting up with some riding to Tzomet Dror to go to Ronnie Feinberg's annual memorial and the rest returning home.
Welcome to Danna - we hope to see more of you.
Up to the point of the split, we zoomed along in the somewhat misty air, enjoying the cool morning. At the railway crossing near Rishpon, the rail guards were down and a siren was sounding. But we darted accross, before the invisible train came by. There was actually a group working further up the line, so it wasn't entirely a phantom.
We encountered some big puddles further along the line, where some of us got our feet wet and muddy - Ingride did not disappoint by getting the most wet... We continued until we got to the point of the split. Six of us headed off along the road southwards towards Dror. We made it with one minute to spare .... or so we thought! Since we hadn't told anyone we were coming, we missed the ceremony - but did see all the roadies and enjoyed some refreshments. Hilliard made a short speech - see the text below.
We then headed home - part along the new road that is being built and then we wandered in the pardessim close to the Sharon Prison. Ingride headed off, thinking we were all behind her. But we weren't - so while David went off to find her, the rest of us enjoyed the grapefruit and shade on offer. Eventually we set off again and this time found some nice tracks that took us past the prison. As we approached the perimeter some dogs started barking and the sirens went off. Soon we spotted the security car coming along --- so, I thought: Lunch in the prison. Well, only a n nu nuuuu to us and off we went again and arrived home safely.
The second group had a good ride, off the familiar routes and also arrived home safely. An eventful 30km in fine weather.
ITS COME TO THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN
ITS NOW 4 YEARS SINCE YOU HAVE GONE
AND STILL YOU REMAIN SO VIVIDLY IN OUR MEMORIES
THERE IS NO RIDE THAT GOES BY THAT WE DO NOT THINK OF YOU
ESPECIALLY WHEN SOMEONE PASSES US WITHOUT SAYING BOKER TOV
YOU WERE ALWAYS THE ONE TO GREET EVERY CYCLIST PASSING BY
YOU WERE ALWAYS VERY AWARE OF COURTESY AND ETIQUETTE IN RIDING WITHIN A GROUP AND MANY OF US CAN BE THANKFUL FOR HAVING RIDDEN WITH YOU
I STILL MISS OUR DAILY CONVERSATIONS
NORMAN AND I STILL TURN OUR HEADS DURING OUR RIDES EXPECTING TO SEE YOU AT OUR SIDE OR OF COURSE WAY AHEAD IN THE DISTANCE WITH THE A GROUP
ANOTHER YEAR HAS PASSED NORMAN MARTIN AND I HAVE BECOME GRANDFATHERS
AND YOU RONNIE WILL ALWAYS REMAIN 53 YEARS OLD
WE MISS NOT BEING ABLE TO SHARE IN ALL THE MILESTONES OF OUR LIVES
RONNIE REST WELL MY MATE AND HOPE THAT YOU ARE ORGANIZING SOME GOOD RIDES UP THERE
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