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Ah stelle, that is a beautiful post.
It's much how I feel, and in fact I feel somewhat shamed that I haven't made more of an effort to say hello to people and tell them how much everyone means to me. It's so easy to carry a feeling of love and friendship for people and to be bogged down by life and fail to let them know. I know, for sure, that the deep regard I hold so many people on here isn't something I've really expressed. I've been really upset by Wayne departing, and likewise I know I'd be equally upset should others here leave us.
It should almost be a call to arms... we who care so much for each other, should stop being lazy fuckers and make more of an effort to bump into each other, cross-paths, say hello, have a drink perhaps, a ride, a chat.
Perhaps we could start with a ride... a memorial ride, but more a wake. Is there a weekly Grupetto CC club route that could be co-opted one Saturday for a big group ride at a relaxed pace and everyone remembering Wayne whilst re-igniting the bonds between us all too.
Maybe that's a question for Ricky, @Zed, @dommyracer and others
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Hell yeah.
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I think to know Wayne was to aspire to be like him. He radiated kindness and generosity and charisma and i can't imagine he made an enemy in his life. What would Wayne do? That is a maxim that would make the world a better place.
I would definitely try to come down for a memorial ride.
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a big group ride at a relaxed pace and everyone remembering Wayne whilst re-igniting the bonds between us all too.
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It's much how I feel, and in fact I feel somewhat shamed that I haven't made more of an effort to say hello to people and tell them how much everyone means to me. It's so easy to carry a feeling of love and friendship for people and to be bogged down by life and fail to let them know. I know, for sure, that the deep regard I hold so many people on here isn't something I've really expressed. I've been really upset by Wayne departing, and likewise I know I'd be equally upset should others here leave us.
It should almost be a call to arms... we who care so much for each other, should stop being lazy fuckers and make more of an effort to bump into each other, cross-paths, say hello, have a drink perhaps, a ride, a chat.
Perhaps we could start with a ride
That's very poignant and perhaps a sad fact of the tech life we live. We feel connected digitally to many more people than would be possible to maintain analogue relationship with. The forum has been a good mix of virtual and real though.
A ride is a great idea and beer (rum?) both of which are core things for many of us on here.
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As others have said, I'm not too good with the public sharing of the feelings. I'm so sad about Wayne. It seems almost cliched to say what a great bloke the dead are. But i'm sure I'm not the only one to have posted something here and then got a PM or a phonecall 5 minutes later from him, offering a solution. "Let me have a little think" was his catchphrase to me. "Hello lovely Stelle!"
He has helped me time upon time upon time. He'd always call to find how a race had gone. He used to call to try to persuade me to join the Grupetto. We had so many unfinished conversations about Canopy and so many ideas of new fun stuff we would do.
It struck me that although I may not have posted or visited here for maybe years, there are people that I consider friends who are here. There have been many nights at Wests, Souths, that crazy day in Hyde park with the pedalos (in the cold harsh light of 2016 I'm not sure why a bunch of cyclists were so hell bent on wreaking havoc in a boating pond!!)...all the polo.
Aroogah, Markyboy, mashton, Brendan, Aidan, Oliver, Desi, Ved, Shinscar, Hael, Multigrooves, hippy, skully, lebowski, BRM, hippy, Velocio, Pip, digger, Scott...all of you. We ranged from "knew each other" to "friends" and we all knew Wayne. I want to send each of you my love, I'm thinking of you all, of the old times, the good times, the bright times.
Wayne, with a sparkle in his eye and his fingers in all the pies.