When I am Eighty Nine

I first met Herb about 5 years ago, when he was a spritly 84 yo! He embarased me, rode up hills and everywhere as though he was Lance Armstrong.

He was a bit of a rider in his youth, and joined 7 Div Arty for WW2, serving in the ME and the islands.

After discharge, he became a minister of religion and served several parishes until his retirement but still kept his riding skills going.

And today he was 89, two days ago he did a 45 Km ride without blinking an eyelid,


Herb

So if I make 89, hope I am as fit and healthy as he is.