While driving out to the starting point this morning, I was followed by a looming black cloud. Might that portend an ill-fated 43 miles for the bikers? I hoped not. But, then again, a little drama would be nice.
At the ARC ceremony, John Robinson made a point of recognizing the town’s most celebrated author, L. Frank Baum of “The Wizard of Oz.”
“Today, I don’t have to create a fictitious world. There is a world of people with differing abilities all around us,” said Robinson.
Baum was born and raised in Chittenango and every June, the village celebrates with Oz-Stravaganza. This year, Roger Baum, great grandson of L. Frank Baum, served as the Grand Marshal during the parade.
There were no parades today. Instead, it was an excruciating day of flat tires, felled trees on the trail, mosquito bites, goose poop and random torrential downpours. After 10 miserable hours dodging setbacks, indeed, everyone was clicking their heels three times and repeating the words… ‘There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home.’
There will be no video to accompany tonight’s blog. I’d easily turn into the Wicked Witch of the North if I don’t get enough sleep tonight!