Sometimes to me it seems
Rides like this are a dream.
Farmland animals roaming free
Great scenery my eyes to see.
Such awesome people we do meet
Every hill they do beat.
Bikes of every sort are here
Threatening storms they don’t fear.
Over sixty many are
Travel here from very far.
Age does not slow them down
Fountain of youth they have found.
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