Cycle Queensland 2004

by Ken Bourne

We set out on our trip

In cars, train and bus

For the start we dare not skip

Without all of us.

We’d ride each day and look forward to Laurie’s

Rybeana

As he travelled in the lorries

For there were no volunteers no keener.

At the end of day, we’d chat about the ride

And who had the hide

To pass all of us

Especially the sag wagon bus.

We’d see the Mouse truck

And think of all the muck

But then came the volunteers

Who’d pass us with cheers.

Oops, as said Robyn, a flat we’d declare

And John would glare

As he pulled on his surgical gloves

But wait, Robyn just had to shove

With another flat

And said, well, that’s that.

Oops again, but where is her phone?

Surely not lost!

Oh it’ll turn up

And sure enough

A check in lost property -

That looks like my phone

Or it’s a clone!

Dale would go cruisin

And say ‘I’m not losin’

For that would decrease my top speed of 51!’

Which we all thought was top gun.

Robyn is into making a dramatic appearance,

But she made a low clearance with a

Hurdle over the bars

(Which we’ve seen can hold hers bras)

And crash, splat

As she spat

Out came the blood and bruises.

To show the first aid cruisers.

But she was also ‘A Little One’

To one old one

Who looked down and said ‘don’t turn round

For you’ll miss the beautiful views’

Which we knew were to abound

So we stopped to take in the views and her news.

Ken thought he was free to walk and ride

But no a sneeze soon put an end to his pride.

The masseuses said what happened to you

And he’d reply ‘Achoo!

It hurts like hell

When I bend to ring my bell.’

I can ride a 100 but not walk

As he proudly bent down to talk.

Brenda and Trevor we often saw

For they were up early without a snore.

They would cruise the headwinds

And lead the wins

With a PJ prize

Much to our surprise.

Where’s my wallet

Trevor was heard to say

And to his surmise

It was handed back in to hold his hard earned pay.

We made home in one piece

For we were at peace

For having such a great trip

Without any great flips

(Robyn excluded).

But who cares

for we dare

to look forward to next year’s

since we’ll all be

there!

-O-