September - October 2006

The Return of Betsey!

Hey Alfredo-you punk. I was coming up to this Harlem valley ride to harass your ass but couldn’t make it.

The summer’s heat was on – I had to blow town. Schwartz, that Brazilian broad, on West 58th St., had the fuzz nosing in my innocent, no-hurt, no-foul business. Where to go to get some ex, meet men, not spend much money and meet men.

Bike New York had a great magazine they put out for this year’s bike tour. Had all these summer activities listed. Cycling the Erie Canal got my interest – From Buffalo to Albany – mostly flat – I’m familiar with that. I volunteered my services for the ride, men being in charge of this, they were interested.

So I had to get my bike and my ass from NYC to Buffalo. I never worked so hard not since that convention of Shriners from Des Moines was or were in town. Shipped the bike and took the hound.

Downtown Buffalo sucks. [No, it doesn’t – Ed.]

8 days riding that friggin’ bike. Break down the tent, put it on the truck, ride 50 some odd miles to another town on the Erie Canal and repeat. I loved it. Five hundred people from all over. I had a deal: one day on the bike, one day driving the sag wagon. Food was great, the people were terrific, the cycling was excellent and the men were sweaty. The rain and the mosquitoes were another story.

Check ‘em out www.ptny.org/canaltour. Parks and trails is the sponsor. They also do another tour from Albany to NYC in August. This is the eighth year for the canal ride. Very pretty and historical. Always in July. Costs $500.

Now I’m off the Emporia, Virginia. The great peanut ride - early September. I’ll pick them goobers clean. I’ll keep ya posted if I get arrested or not.

Betsey