Eric, the
former
Fat Man
is a pedal Bludgeoning Behemoth, who
once extended the bathroom scales over 100kg.
The infamous Bottom Bracket
Frame-Breaker with an ox’s heart previously rec’d two replacement frames under
an original bike warranty, such is the punishment he bestows on his bikes.
A spinal fusion
required insertion of a couple of bolts in his lumbar region in ‘85. However, the
prosthesis hasn’t stopped the former Frigidaire
on Two Wheels, from completing the last eleven 200 km
Audax Alpine
Classics in Bright over the Aust Day long w'end, interspersed with Fitz’s Challenge,
and more recently 210km
Fitz's Epic which Eric contends is
materially more demanding than the
Bright 200km
Audax Alpine Classic.
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Eric is a rumbustious chap who thinks he's distinguished, 'cause he tries to look
distinguished - a Falstaffian
figure seemingly epitomizing mirth 'n merriment until he slips into
his Arian whingeing 'n whining
mode which he contends 'ignorant Australian' confuse for
constructive criticism and clever counsel. In
conversation, please don't bring up The War. Because this
Old Krout has an sanguine recollection of an altar boy named Adolph
ie. "that Austrian did a marvelous job in unifying a lot of countries to
a common cause." |
After whinging and
whining for many years "about I can't afford it", the Bulbous Bloke
dusted-off the moths and shelled out big bucks on a
hand-made Paul Hillbrick, state of the art, treadley. However, it
is now almost 5 years old, so the former
FatMan
will likely find an excuse to indulge in a new treadley, because his
extraordinary cycling resolve is only surpassed by his ego not to be
out-done. |