Word: ridings
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...bump in the day. Like the time on a Chicago talk show when Arok impolitely dumped a glass of water into the laps of fellow Guests Bill Bixby, John Travolta and Barbara Eden. Or the time onstage in St. Louis when he was taking a little boy for a ride on the tops of his size 60 quadruple E tin shoes, got out of Skora's FM range, demolished the scenery and broke himself in two. Asked the boy, who was unhurt: "Can you do that again...
...campaign, but he joined Nancy in one TV ad. Said Nancy: "Don't you think the President has shown a lack of leadership?" Replied Alf: "When the trumpet sounds uncertain, how can you go into battle?" Remarked Nancy with cheerful candor: "It has been said that I am riding on the coattails of my dad. I can't think of any better coattails to ride on." She will doubtless continue to use them when she faces the Democratic primary winner, Bill Roy, 52, a former Congressman and a physician who boasts that he has delivered 5,500 babies...
...event, sponsored by the Des Moines Register, is known as Ragbrai (pronounced rag-bray), for the Register's Annual Great Bike Ride Across Iowa. Last week, for the sixth and biggest Ragbrai run, some 5,500 bikers started from the Big Muddy at Sioux City and set out east across the lush, gently rolling heartland to dunk front wheels seven days later in the Father of Rivers at Clinton. En route, along 440 miles of tranquil back-country roads, the sportive pedalers pumped and panted, munched, sang and slurped through 42 towns and hamlets with such names as Unique...
...Amiable Amateurs, who ride bikes year round but see the Ragbrai as the big annual adventure and stamina test...
...victims of blisters, cramps, aches and fatigue were back on the road after a few hours in a trailer called the Sag Wagon. Not so fortunate was Pat Doyle, 20, a truck driver from Dubuque, who vowed at the start to "drink a beer at every saloon on this ride." Alas, for the pride of the Doyles, Pat crashed his bike on the fourth day in Iowa Falls, all those saloons and 250 miles from the last watering hole in Clinton. For those who made it from river to river, surviving the buttered corn, sweet rolls, doughnuts, lemonade, watermelon, apples...