Trepidation

I approached the town centre as quietly as I could, a large crowd had formed into what looked like a gang of trouble with an even larger number of respectable looking citizens encircling them and many just milling about holding childrens hands. For some reason a group parted allowing me and 2 other riders to enter the mass, inside was a plethora of bikes all in tidy rows, some of these bikes were from the 60s and 70s but mostly appeared to be from the last couple of decades.

I wondered why I was placing myself at such huge risk by going on a group ride with so many unknown characters, I was even paying someone for this extremely risky pastime. I kept telling myself it was for a good cause and many children would be rewarded on Christmas day.

I have to say my fears were unfounded and the organization was brilliant, about 300kms of wonderful riding ended with a smile on the dial.

Thank you Ulysses Wanganui for a wonderful day.

Trepidation