Bikers to the rescue

Bikers to the rescue

Rodri, Alan and Emiliano from Villa Regina went for a bike ride. They were seasoned pedalers in the Argentine province of Rio Negro. Along the way they came upon a dog laying in the middle of the road. They stopped to try to get it to move out of the road, but the dog was dazed and did not respond. They determined that the dog had been lost in the desert area and was dehydrated. So they did what any normal bike team would do. They picked the dog up, put on their back and pedaled to the next town to get the pooch some water saving his life. Clari Gomez said, ‘Such a big heart, I have no words. Carrying the dog on your shoulders and cycling for miles.’

 

 

A man on a bike with two obviously heavy saddlebags, was stopped by a guard while crossing the US-Mexican border. “What’s in the bags?” asked the guard. “Sand,” the cyclist replied. “Get them off. We need to take a look.” The guards found only sand.
The man reloaded his bags and continued across the border. A week later, the same man was crossing again with two more bags. After about 6 months the guy stop crossing. One day one of the guards saw the Mexican on the US side and asked: OK what were you smuggling that we could not find? The man smiled and told him the truth. “Bicycles!”

I went to a liquor store yesterday on my bicycle. I bought a bottle of Jack Daniels. I tied it to my bicycle carrier. I was about to leave. Then I realized that if I fell off the bike on the way home, the bottle would break. So I drank all the JD before I rode back. Finally it turned out to be a very good decision, because I fell off my bicycle seven times on the way home.

My neighbors complained that my dog was chasing their kid on his bicycle…
But that’s impossible…
…My dog does not even have a bicycle.

I am no Tour de France expert… but it seems that the best way to win is to wear a yellow t-shirt