Dear Anna Ray,
I was gone for a week at Girls Camp. And the next Saturday, there was nothing more that I wanted to do then go out for a bike ride up the canyon. Needless to say Ray, I missed you.
So, preparing myself, I got ready. It was fairly easy. Until 10 minutes from my house, I went down a curb, and your chain fell off. Note: When crossing an intersection, it is not preferable for one's chain to fall off.
Calmly, I got under the shade of a tree, took out my water bottle, and had the whole operation done in less than two minutes.
The bike grease was an entirely different story.
Bike grease sticks, but using my water bottle i tried to rub as much of the bike grease off of my hands, and into the grass.
"Oh well" I figured. There was a water fountain up the canyon, and I would simply go there.
5 minutes later, I went down a lip. Please note again: this was even smaller then the curb, and your chain fell off again.
But my dear Ray, did I get mad? No. I calmly repeated the process that I had done just a few minutes before.
How was I feeling at this point? Well Ray, I don't know how much you care seeing how you are a bike, but I shall tell you anyway. I was extremely down fallen. I missed you Ray, but it seemed as if you did not want to go up to Bridal Veil Falls that day.
So I get to the water fountain. Incidentally, there were two men. Friends, I suppose, since they were talking. The man offered for me to go first. So, I walked up, and tried to get as much of the bike grease off. (Note: this was putting my chain on twice=alotta bike grease.) He was however extremely polite.
"So, today's a nice day for a bike ride"
I smiled "Yeah, it is"
"So, just taking a ride up the canyon?"
Most people see you, Ray, and regard me as the "Not-intense-hardly-bike-a-mile" type.
"Yeah, just going up to Bridal Veil"
He looks at his friend, he looks impressed "Wow, nice"
I find myself smiling "Thanks, it's really fun."
I filled up my water bottle then politely said "See you! Have a nice day."
And I actually meant it, that stranger made me feel happy.
So my bike ride continued North-ward until I finally reached the falls. Feeling accomplished, I sat down on the ground, wishing I had brought my book.
I even tried saying "Accio book" in my mind alot.
A woman was taking a picture of the falls. Oblivious to the surroundings behind her, she backed into you, Ray, causing you to fall over.
She apologized profusely, but I didn't really think too much of it.
That is until I was leaving and saw that my chain had fallen off.
Chain: 3 Aubrey: 0
I tried to get more grease off in the river. It kinda ish sorta worked.
The rest of the ride home was extremely uneventful.
Then, yesterday, it seemed as if Ray were to be used a lot. First it was to get glue, then to take a card, then to take rolls.
When I arrived at the Shields house, I started walking up to the front door. A breeze started blowing, and you dear Ray fell. Along with your chain. So I had to put it on while wearing this pretty white dress.
I thought everything was fine, until my mother pointed out there was bike grease on my pretty white dress.
Ray, can you please tell me why your chain loves to fall off?