boars and fury

by Ian Boal

Bicycle Rider

Eugene McCarthy’s expression fatherly confidence in his daughter Mary, from Other Things and the Aardvark (1970):

Teeth bare to the wind
Knuckle-white grip on the handlebars
You push the pedals of no return,
Let loose new motion and speed.
The earth turns with the multiplied
Force of your wheels.
Do not look back.
Feet light on the brake
Ride the bicycle of your will
Down the spine of the world,
Ahead of your time, into life
I will not say Go Slow.

(photo cheekily nabbed from howies – read its story)

(photo by Project Rwanda)

Land of a thousand hills, of bicycles which carry enormous cargoes. Rwanda now has a professional cycling team – who aren’t too used to getting up on time. Article from the Guardian.

The Dagworth and District Gentlemen’s Cycling Society. Affiliated to the League of Anglian Wheelers.

Who can join?

Anyone. None of the words in the title implies any sort of restriction on membership. Obviously, it does help if you live locally and ride a cycle, otherwise you’re going to miss out on a lot of the Society’s events. A cat joined once; Smudge was the guvnor’s cat at Haughley Railway Tavern and was the only society member who could be relied upon to turn up at the monthly meetings. He didn’t turn up at the AGM, though; I think he had heard that we would have made him Vice-president if he had.