Mrs. Fred is indulgent enough to allow us to stay with the female group rides that we happen upon from time to time.
Before her, a taxi van full of women had a nice time with me as I climbed one of my less favorite hills. They made a good fuss as the driver slowly came up alongside and eventually passed. Little did they know (you wouldn't expect tourists to) there was a stop light just over the crest. I pulled up alongside and leaned on the van while waiting for the light to change. Ended up meeting them for cocktails after they had dinner and I a shower:-)
Keep in mind 25 five years of cycling have resulted in more close passes, shot guns pointed at me and name calling than I can remember,............out of all that, the above is the only story of it's type that I have.
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Birth Certificate, Passport, Marriage License Driver's License and Residency Permit all say I'm a Fred. I guess there's no denying it.