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It has now been three years. One blurred into two and here we are.
Drove with gnome down Lake Mary to where I got tapped. My wife made me promise I would not ride a bike out there. I had little problem with the pledge, little problem at all. Anyway, saw it through a car window this time. And that’s ok. Heavy construction happening out that way, the roadway is changing. It is being made much wider. And, hopefully, safer as well. No more of this eight inch shoulder bullshit.
I’ve nothing much to add. No pictures, no deep thoughts. Just one request: Tip your cups in my general direction and hug the ones you love.
It is good to be here.
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and we are all glad that you are here.
Glass has been tipped, twice. Thanks for not making me pour one out for a homie…
damned glad te have ye, brother. Keep the rubber side down, y’all.
Consider the glass tipped. We’re glad you’re still here.
Amen to that! And here’s to many more! I’m happy to hear that they are building a bike lane there.
I was already drinking a beer when I logged on, but I’d be happy to tip it in tribute to your existence. I live in the sierra foothills and am all too familiar with the 8 inch shoulder(throw the logging trucks into the equation and it gets really fucked.)
Tipped and hugged.
Can tipped and sipped.
3 years…amazing how the years seem to keep going by faster.
Hope they have been good for all of you. Or at least better than worse.
Glad to have you with us. Hug all your girls and be thankful for everything you have, everyday.
Cup tipped. I’m riding from downtown Flag down and around the Lake Mary loop and back around noon on Friday, coming up from Prescott to get some cooool.
Way back in Fall 1987 or there abouts I rode a team time trial around Lake Mary with Cureghem Apollinaris Sportif and we did alright. And that’s the last time I saw that road.
Death can suck a dick. Has it really been 3 years?
Happy 3rd deathaversary, glad you cheated it. It’s also my birthday. Long live Big Jonny.
Oh-dark-hundred at the moment, Jonny. Loved ones asleep and I’m getting ready for work. Hug and tip will be first on my to do list when I get home. Pain ain’t fun. Living is. I wish you little of the former and much of the latter.
Hope you live to see many more anniversaries of that dreadful day. As a friend I want to suggest that it will be better if you try and forget that day. If you want to live freely you need to move on.
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– Josh
…don’t need any deep thoughts, bud…the fact that you’re here when, like a lot of us, ya might not a’ been, says it all…
…& speaking of which, elden, fatcyclist lost his susan tonight…send some love out to that man in what is a truly heartbreaking situation…
’tis my birthday too-we celebrate together….the reapers weren’t ready for you
Is the pecker-head who hit ya still rotting away in the can ?
Hope he’s got a cell mate name Bubba.
Wish I could show you some flapjacks followed by a tap from my love log.
Amen to the above, every day is a good one when you’ve walked up to the pearly gates and thought, nah, f**k-it…..and turned around. Mine was a nearly fatal, near drowning in Maui in ’97, left me with a few cognitive shortcomings a lost marriage, and career (medically retired). But you know what (as I’m sure you do), you just keep turning them cranks and what goes around comes around, I’m a dad to two great boys (nicknamed crash and bang for obvious reasons), working in a job that whilst nothing like what I lost pays the bills and keeps the grey matter ticking, and graduated this summer Bachelor of Laws from Strathclyde University after five years of part time study, oh, and built my first set of wheels for my On One 29er, which I love. I can’t remember who, but soimeone once said, ‘Living Well is the Best Revenge’. Amen to that, and keep them cranks turning Big Mon !!!!!
Consider the glass well and truly tipped, I usually do ine on my cheating death anniversary, with a little, ‘F**k it !!!’ toast….
Here’s to you, man. I wrecked on that road myself about a month before you did on the stretch by the water station where there was NO shoulder. F**king truck gave me no room and blew me right off. Some witnesses actually though he hit me, he was that close.
Scary shit – glad they’re finally taking care of that stretch of road.
seems like only yesterday …..
Glad your still breathin’ Big Juan. Will crush a Shiner at lunch in your honor…well that and b/c I occasionally drink at lunch.
Welcome back, stay awhile. Time is getting faster because it is. Scientists have it all wrong (and the geeky sci-fi guys, guilty as charged). There will never be a time machine created, it is already here. It is your kids that speed up time, yet slow it down once in awhile as well. Keep up the fine work.
Hey Jonny, Survival good. Living life and family even better. But you have unfinished business at Leadville and probably a couple of other races that need to be ridden. So I look forward to seeing your name on the entry list next year. Ludo Now if it is too Hot in PHX come on up to Gunnison 73 degrees right now.
~cracks one open~ Cheers Brother…
My 8th deathday is coming up at the end of the month. Salud!
Words have already been exchanged between us on the matter, but I’ll go ahead and say that you are rule.
I passed “dain bramage day” July 5 for the 2nd time; glad to hear you’re alright…mine was result of a mech. failure, not a car (my fault).
tympanic puncture, basilar skull fracture, temporal bone fracture, 2 days of amnesia and waking up to see your mom standing next to you in a hospital = priceless
glad to hear you’re ok (or like me, forever changed but thankful for life).