Anyway, the Bear is up for it. We registered with the powers that be and offered a well-considered team name. We have had a running joke with my brother-in-law about 'The Colonel,' a Southern gent who is a slow speaking, carousing rascal. Well, the Bear remembered that ol' rascal and that was the inspiration for our name: The Colonel and Junior. Funny stuff, to be sure. That said, my son has a way of saying the team name so slow, like a molasses spill in December. We realized we needed a phonetically appropriate spelling of the team name to convey the proper tone. We decided on...
wait for it...
Tha Kuhnull & Joooonyuh
Just the way he says it. Cool, like a lazy wind over the Yadkin River...
And we decided we need a visual to run with, so we got it down to two, both of which tell the story...
Both sum it up pretty much the same. Matt likes both, so I guess they're interchangeable.
Registration paid and name determined, there was little left to do than consider the clues and get out and do some recon, so that's what we did. He'll ride the Univega, which I rode once before he took it over as his own.
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| ...C'mon, Dad! Don't stop pedaling! |
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| Dad, do NOT give away any strategic secrets! |
We also made strategic adjustments to our original plan and have negotiated our game day performance so that we'll have a 2 - 3 hour ride -- making us a shoo-in for first team to arrive at the finish line. No sweat.
So, there you have it. We're hyped up and ready to roll. We'll, likely, do another ride soon to just make sure we can test our theories and make sure we're ripe to roll!








Ah well I say there.... Nice work!!
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