Mountain Spokes
by Peter Eddy


 mountain spokes is a group of folks
 who pedal round the country
sure we work hard all week 
but come bike night we find a peak
 to stroke up to the top of

  you will all agree
along with the sweat our pleasure is camaraderie
with mike paula our coach we held our line
 and steadied our pace
just try to stop us next year at the race

  talk about heavies yea we ve got a few
ok mark pine and sol ameen just to name two
and women sure ours are elite
christy cindy aime karen sabrina and bonnie
 stand up get off that bike seat

  sabrina you see
 planted her head in the ground
like the roots of a tree
tough all the while
 she climbed back on her bike with a smile

  mario marchi our international hero
promises to take us all to the 2002 italian giro

  this end of year party is a happy event
although our biking season it came and it went
but remember this about spring
mountain spokes will gather again to do the same thing 

Pedali isn't Just
by Pete Eddy for the end of year 2007 party

Pedali isn’t just about riding the bike
We treasure our time spent with the people we like
No pedali isn’t just about riding the bike
We may don our boots and go for a hike

Pedali isn’t just about the exercise entailed
After the ride we may just brew up some cocktails
No pedali isn’t just about the exercise entailed
It keeps us occupied and maybe out of the county jail

Pedali isn’t just about trying to break the sound barrier
Although today we came close when chased by that vicious little terrier
No pedali isn’t just about trying to break the sound barrier
So say the racers that the Tuesday night rides couldn’t be any hairier

Pedail isn’t just about riding through north state greenery
You will have to admit our rides do offer some incredible scenery
No pedali isn’t just about riding through north state greenery
The sites turn with breathtaking drama seasonally

Pedali isn’t just about the fitness on the bike we attain
But there it is when you climb the hill and then do it again
No pedali isn’t just about the fitness on the bike we attain
But ain’t it great on that long ride long ride when you’re strong to the end

Pedali isn’t just about any one thing
It’s about the riding and fellowship that pedali can bring
No pedali isn’t just about any one thing
So with a cheer put your glasses up and I want to hear them cling

Bicycle cycle

Spins within the currents
Of the wasted beauty
Loaded in the image of
reality

Legs full of muscle
Built upon the sweat
Of health adversity
Pumping
jumping
thumping
rhythms
Beat their primal tones
Within the grasp
Of nature's
high tech
gramophones

(c) 1996 James Oliver Smith, Jr

“Long have I sought that wish of all,
True happiness to find-
That some would health, some pleasure call,
And some a virtuous mind,
Sufficient wealth to keep away
Of want that doleful scene
And joy enough to gild the day
And make life’s cares serene;
Virtue enough to ask my heart,
Art thou secure within?
Hast thou performed that honest part
Hast thou no private sin?
Now these and these alone possessed,
Will raise a noble joy!
Will constitute a happiness
That nothing can destroy”

-Caleb Eddy b. 1721 d. 1752 Boston Ma

“Thanks for the Pull”
by Sabrina Read

Here’s to all you guys; Derek & Tom, Sig,David & Brad, Mike, Mike & Mike, Pete & Sol, Mark and Mario one and all.
Blocking the wind from those big and small.
They're the one’s pointing out all the ruts and holes, along with the stops and all the goes.

Occasionally when I didn’t hear and even once when I ran into my husband’s rear,
or during those other times when I swayed to and fro
carelessly thankful that you were blocking the blow.
You hang in there thick & thin gracious always powerful gentlemen, to the end.

Sometimes, when I’m in the middle of the road and a car starts to honk, I don’t even care,
cause I’m starting to bonk.
Mysteriously someone closes the door and I don’t feel like I’m bonking anymore.
I look up and a smile comes to my face, cause the world’s best wind blocker Mark,
is taking over the pace.
You better be on your toes, cause when Ruffner’s along this is how it goes.
It’s a race from the start and this day there will be no warm-up for your poor heart.
If your not careful, you’ll be out of the hunt,
because Mike will soon be off the front .

Now, when Sol’s on the ride, we know we’ll be safe,
he doesn’t let those darn rednecks give us the chafe.
Before you get to a descent, you better pay your pulling rent and your outfit better not act like a tent, because going fast on the downhill is Sol’s intent.
When Sol’s around we look forward to the road turning down
because he’s the fastest darn contractor in town.

When Derek’s in front he’s got a little smurk,
and it looks like the rest of us are really doing the work.
Our hearts are beating out of control, while Derek looks like he’s out for an evening stroll

The leader of our group is a guy named Eddy who pulls the paceline nice & steady.
Miles and hours seem to fly by, just like we were on a vacation
thanks to our leaders non-stop conversation
He takes every newcomer under his wing and fills them in on every little thing.
He shows them the landscape along with coyote rock and
and even helps them when they go into biker shock
The best thing about our fearless leader Pete is he’s the nicest guy you’ll ever meet.

Then there’s Mike, the one who’s always liked to bike.
He spins his wheels faster than we can go up those steep hills, then he’s out of the saddle,
giving us all a little raddle.
But that’s ok, Mike’s on his way,
he’s taking us to the zone, and making sure we’re all really nice and in tone.
We like when he’s on the ride, cause he’ll always be on our side, we all know there’s no lack
when Mike Reads riding in the pack.

Tom he’s the reason we dress so fine
the clothes he provides are just simply sublime
We look so sharp, there’s no reason to be wearing an old ugly tarp.
We have jersey’s, leg warmer’s and windbreakers too
the only thing he doesn’t get us is all the goo.

Mario, now he’s our Italian stario.
He gives our club some ambition, because we must keep up proper biking tradition.
Driver’s of the cars better learn to relate
otherwise Mario’s going to gesticulate.

By the end of the ride our legs are really really burnen
it takes all our will power to keep our peddles turning.
But when we yell “Hey, please slow down,” Mike Paula’s just started hammering down.

These are only a few of the reasons I like riding in a pack,
because sometimes when I’m off the back you all slow down & give me some slack!
You like riding rain or fall, even through the pain and all.
Thank you so much for riding in the front and for listening to me when I grunt.
Maybe next year when I’m in shape and It’s not snowing,
I’ll take over and do some of the pulling.