One of the greatest episodes of the TV show Cheers involves Woody’s
attempt to give a gift to his rich socialite girlfriend Kelly. Rather
than give material goods, he writes her a touching balled with the
simple words, “Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly.”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8hJjx7jTHA8 So here goes my touching
tribute.
The Wilmington Grand Prix pro bicycle race is in town Friday and
Saturday. It promises to be quite an event. Kelly Benefit Strategies
is the sponsor of one of the teams (and a good team too, with some
recent wins under their belt in US pro races).
As team sponsor, Kelly put on a “Ride with the Pros” yesterday
afternoon. I was lucky enough to be able to join in, along with some
others on this list (Jason D. of Kelly as organizer, Kirsten M., Steve
W., Eric S.), and about 50 others. We gathered near the Delaware
Historical Society on 5th and Market for a scheduled 2:00 p.m. push off.
I rolled up early on my old 1993 Cannondale, music blaring. The Pros
were introduced, each with an interesting story. These guys were
clearly in energy conservation mode, out for an easy spin. Which was
good.
Even better, Trek was there, with a handful of loaner bikes.
Opportunity. I was able to snag the one 60 inch frame from the van,
have my pedals on the Cannondale spun off and put on a Madone 5.2 carbon
fiber. OMG. Compared by my old Cannondale, I had to sit on it to make
sure it didn’t blow away in the wind.
As if this wasn’t enough enough to get you juiced, we were going to have
a Wilmington Police motorcycle escort the entire way, with all roads
blocked off. We even had a couple of Wilmington’s finest riding along,
including Sergeant Robert C., fellow member of Claymont High School
class of ‘81 (who is also sporting braces these days). We pushed off
up Market Street, motorcycles sirens blaring, waved to the people on the
side, and then headed straight up 12th Street, Pennsylvania Ave., and
Rt. 52. A couple of the riders were from ING, and many of their
co-workers were on the sidewalk waving and cheering us on as we passed
their tower. As we rode up Rt. 52 through the city to Greenville, the
motorcycles did a rolling roadblock of every intersection, and we rode
as a group without stopping, and without cars, all the way out. We even
had to ourselves all of Rt. 52 out to Hillendale, where we continued the
full escort to Rt. 82, Snuff Mill, Rt. 52 back into the city, Greenhill
Ave, Kentmere, and Lovering.
During the entire ride the speed was under control to keep the group
together, as the roads couldn’t be closed for a strung out group. But
when the group hit Park Drive, all bets were off and the speed kicked up
into the 30+ mph range. What fun to have a closed Park Drive, with
motorcycles roaring and blaring, to hang the right up King Street, and
sprint up King Street all the way to 5th Street, without worry of cars
or traffic lights. Everybody on the sidewalks watched (or even
clapped) as the spectacle unfold. 30 miles total.
Jason Danner
Kelly Benefit Strategies