|Ode to Ollie
! wanted to mark
the fact that it is a year today that a very dear
friend, trail riding companion, founder member of the
Devon TRF and dirt racing buddy Oliver Cooke passed
away. Many of you won't know me, but I was also
fortunate enough to be one of the half dozen founder
members of the Devon TRF, and through my many years
riding enjoyed so many adventures with my dear friend,
whom I and I know many of you still sadly miss. And I
thought you may like to share in some of my thoughts
of those wonderful times on various trails...
An ode to Ollie
ride those trails again'
Never to ride those
In the mountains of Eire such fun
Never to laugh and chill then
Riding our bikes and stuck in the dirt
Never again chew the cud and to laugh,
Of riding tales through such ancient paths.
To sit no more around kitchen table
fact, fiction and fable.
So much effort,
ease, sorrow and grin.
Floating along then
landing on chin.
Never to spanner in the
garage so late
Tweaking the motor suspension
Waiting the dawn when race day
Ready the transport - 'OK mate I'll
To battle no more the elements for
Sod this lark mate, are we getting too
Those were the days when my friend and
I challenged heavenly trails and reached for the sky.
Tho' miss his warm cheer ever so much
He's still all around wherever we touch.
Adrian Harris © 2016