Dear Carolyn (aka Mama Bear),

Dear Carolyn,

We want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts for putting your time, energy, enthusiasm and effervescent personality 110% behind the concept of the "Cycle For Spirit". This journey was a dream for us...and only a dream until the proposal hit your desk.

We had never met before. You didn't know our background, our history...

You believed in us from the first time we spoke and for someone to have the kind of faith in us that you did...unbelieveable. Working with you and getting to know you since, geez, October, 2005 has opened our eyes to what sincerety, compassion, drive and a genuine desire to help people can do. Your sparlking attitude and demeanor is contagious and we are forever your humble friends.

We believe that we had the easier part of the task during this adventure. More to the point, it was difficult for us to have you left behind. We can only imagine what your desk looks like...you know...it's probably very organized!

Mama Bear - You took care of us and watched out for us like only our own mothers would.

We want you to know how much you mean to us and how, like the lives we hope to have changed for the better, you have helped dramatically change the lives of three Keggers who now know and understand much more about ourselves, each other and those around us because of this challenging and enriching experience.

Love, respect and admiration,

Steve, Adrian and Jeremy

The End...or the beginning?!

There wasn't much in the way of sleep for the three of us the night before we set out to finish the cross-Canada ride into St.John's. 16km was all that there was left. Nothing to it. But the mood was like nothing I have ever experienced. Pride was the premier emotion in my heart and I know that Adrian and Jeremy felt the same way. So proud of each other! We never gave up, never said die. We spoke about the trip and the obstacles along the way. Making the realization that we were too new to this to realize how much we really pushed ourselves through the rockies. We did it on adrenaline, the expectation that those mountains were going to be the end of us. We didn't want to let everyone down. (I'm sure some out there lost money in bets after we cleared the mountains!)

There is something to be said for people who put their money where their mouths are. There is a huge sense of personal achievement with finishing a task of this magnitude, but hose whom I am referring to are the Kegs across Canada and the U.S. that agreed to help get us all to the $150k mark for funds raised.

Back to the ride.

The morning of August 4th finally came and we met at our rendezvous point on Topsail Road at Tim Horton's. There we waited for Erika's father Gary who was the RV driver for the last leg in and my brother Warren(been 103 days since I've seen him), our team videographer for the last 16km to the Keg. Our police escort arrived and along with the escort a photographer from the hospital foundation. Once the photos and handshakes were taken care of, it was time for business. The "snip" of the helmet straps, the "click" of our cycling shoes fastening into the pedals.

As we wound our way through the streets, people along the way waved and cheered, cars honked and smiled. They had heard about what we were doing. They knew why we were here. Because many strangers has told us as much...they are proud of what we have done and respect the guts and determination it took to do it. Tears welled up as we rode and the lump in the throat became too much to swallow down. We are just about fiished this.

POP! HISSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Half way to the Keg Jeremy got yet another flat tire. We were in action as fast as any Indy500 crew. The tire was replaced and inflated to 120psi before anyone could blink. Great job!

Back on the road. Familiar landmarks let us know that we were quickly approaching our final destination. Our police escort began sounding our arrival with quick blasts from the siren. We turned the final corner and saw the most beautiful sight.

The applause and the cheering started, we heard it before we saw it, but there it was right in front of us. It didn't seem real. It felt odd that it was for us. In true Steve, Adrian and Jeremy fashion, we didn't ditinguish the blue ribbon that they has put across the lane for us to ride through to mark the finish. We rode around for a second and someone blurted out, "Go through the finish line silly!". That made the news.

I clipped out of my pedals and saw people gathering around Jeremy and Adrian, this was a home-coming for them. Many friends from Adrian's time here were out in force and Jeremy, now a resident of Newfoundland and a magnetic personality wherever he goes was of course mobbed by friends and media alike.

I put my bike down on the ground and like walking through a quiet tunnel made my way over to where Mama and Papa Fidler were standing with my girlfriend Jamie. I knew Mom would cry. I knew I would too if my Mom did. Dad held it together. It seemed like a tidal wave of emotion exlopded from Jamie the moment I grabbed her and hugged her. It seemed like she had been holding her breath for the last 103 days. Indeed she very well may have. I may not be home yet, but my home has come to me. They are so proud of all of us.

There were representatives from the hospital foundation and Big Brothers/Sisters on hand and 'littles' with home-made signs of support that they asked us to sign for them . Great kids! Thank you all for being there!

That was a festive evening that took us out to George St. after some snacks on the wonderful patio at the Keg.

There is more to come and I hope that want to read on. If you do have questions...just ask? It's tough to sort all of the bits and pieces and just doing the best we can. I would love to see some photos from the 4th. If you have any, please e-mail to 3riders@cycleforspirit.com


Swollen Hearts
The Boys

The Final Leg of the Journey...

First off, we need to apologize for such a lengthy absence from the web-world! It is not so easy to find a place to get on-line when most spots that we end up are the best if they have a shower and flush toilets!

The landscapes and views in Newfoundland are like nothing you've ever seen...unless you are from Newfoundland! Carolyn hit it on the nose with the Tolkien-esque scenery. The weather has held fair some days and been miserable on other days. The terrain is difficult and the elements unpredictable. Luckily the day in Trinity that the boys went to dive for fresh mussels was very fine indeed(what a dinner!)!

It has been so long that I don't know where to start!

As we made our way across Newfoundland we were greeted by Newfoundlanders everywhere we went. Many people that have seen the RV have stopped and asked questions. One lady at a gas station just heard Jeremy on the radio and let him know that we are doing a wonderful thing for the province of Newfoundland. Whatever her name was...thank you! We could not be more proud of the Keggers across the nation! You have all taken the 'Spirit' to a whole new level!

This is day 103. This is the final day of the Cycle For Spirit. The riding part of it anyways. We will be riding into St.Johns Keg for 2:30pm behind a police escort. The Fidler family is here on the rock with my girlfriend Jamie and I cannot wait to see the looks on their faces. Mom will be jealous of my cyclist tan (if she can see through the tears that I know will be there). If my Mom cries, I am not certain that I will keep from doing the same. It's OK for a man to cry (except if it's because of a papercut). Tears of pride for my boys Adrian and Jeremy. Pride for Carolyn and David who believed in this from the start. Pride for the keggers that we met along the way that gave us so much in the way of memories and fun and the fact that our total means about $20 per kegger was raised so far!

We wish that everyone that we met along the way could be here for the finish. Kyoko from Eastern Head office should be here...Tom and Bob and especially 'Spike' from Thunder Bay...Glenn and the gang from Edmonton...Doug and Wally from Halifax... Everyone that was awesome! That is all of you! Hundreds of great people!

Very nervous today...why be nervous? It's a short ride. I guess that when you don't know what to expect...
One more ride. It will be a different sort of preparation today and a different sort of outlook. We are very excited. All good things must come to an end, but I think that this is just the beginning. We set out on this journey not just to raise funds for the Spirit Foundation but to raise understanding and awareness throughout the Keg World about what the Spirit Foundation does, the purpose that it serves. We, as far as we can tell, have accomplished that and along the way have raised public awareness as well. Mission almost complete.

What would we do without family? The people who worry about us and believed we could do this. There are people who actually lost money in bets that we wouldn't make it this far. Thank you for the love and support that lifted our spirits and helped give us the drive and want to complete each challenging day.

We have all made a very big difference. One hundred and fifty thousand dollars raised! This speaks volumes about the quality people involved!

The photos on the site are a mess. All over the place and I will try to have them organised as quickly as possible. I will be trimming down the quantity of photos as well as there are many from other events that have multiple shots of the same person, etc. Just have to stream line to make things easier to navigate. These things take time and effort...like washboard abs (as if I'd know).

Well, two more hours until we make our final approach into St. Johns. Return your trays to the upright positions, fasten your seatbelts and don't forget your helmets!

More to come soon!

The boys

Guest Blog

Hi all... this is "Mama Bear" guest writing a blog for the boys. As you know, they are in Newfoundland and getting closer all of the time to St. John's. As many had warned, the weather and the roads have been harsh on this leg of the trip. What was not expected though was how spotty reception would be with the cell phone. The guys truly have been dark for much of the past week. I've had a couple of calls, and often feel like we are on a cell phone commercial.... lots of "can you hear me now... how 'bout now"!?!?

Here's what I have picked up from our broken calls. They are calling the hills concrete waves ~ continuously up and then down all day long. The landscape has been "Tolkien like". And the weather insane. Sounds like Mother Nature is throwing everything she can at the guys, and changes her mind about every 10 minutes. It's the final test, and they are hangin' in.

Saturday was a particularly rough day with crazy winds, and unbelievable rain. By about 3:00 it was pitch dark, and the guys weren't quite off the road. Adrian had thought about pulling Steve and Jeremy off the road about 20 km early, but at their last checkpoint the skies seemed to clear. So off they went, and 10 minutes later it was back to the same crazy weather. They persevered, finished the day, and were on route to the campground when I last talked to them. I sure breathed a sigh of relief knowing that they were done with that day.

As I write this, the guys have a bit of a well-deserved break and are likely whale watching. They are getting ready for a ride into St. John's on Friday, and can't believe the support they are getting from everyone.

This amazing adventure is coming to a close, and I for one have been completely floored by both the preseverance and the spirit that the boys have shown. They are about to complete something that has become bigger that any of us could have hoped... and what Keg ambassadors they have been along the way! I feel so lucky to have been able to work on this. And I can honestly say that I have never been so proud of saying that I am a Kegger!

Thanks to all of you that have supported them along the way. In particular a HUGE thanks to all the Keggers, families and friends out there who have been fundraising and working hard to help the guys reach their goal of $150,000... you have helped to make this happen!!!

Cheers,

Carolyn

A National (and Global) Historic Site...

Gros Morne National Park. A true wonder to be certain! We haven't even explored yet!

The ride to get here was one-of-a-kind. Almost akin to the set of many scenes in "Lord Of The Rings". The wind-blasted trees close to the shore are permanently bent at an angle away from the beach. What a life for those trees! Right foggy too b'ye and she hasn't stopped raining...

Most of our route throughout the rest of the adventure is going to be close to the coast. We are in for the test of tests. The hills are a-plenty and the wind is ever-present. When you let it get to you just look to either side and absorb the tough beauty of the lush yet harsh terrain. There has only been one moose sighting. A moose without a rack. Female. Now, nothing agianst the ladies but I would love to see a nice rack before we finish. This is the terrain that we'll see it...we hope.

Enroute to our finishing spot from the day before we had our first odd emergency. Something was flooding the RV. How fast can a 22' RV go from 80km to 0? Pretty quick. There was a heck of a lot of water rushing to the front fo the RV as it came to a stop. Cleanup was brisk and we headed out for the days ride. Jer was our driver today and made the phonecalls to try to find help for the flooding. Thank goodness Garcin RV in Pasedena, NL. Thanks to Gwen at Islander RV for pointing us in their direction! For those of you who don't know, Islander RV are the wonderful people who donated the use of this beautiful RV, now totally overhauled and cleaned (but Adrian still has some driving days ahead of him...).

As night falls upon us, it's time to tuck into a late supper of leftovers and a movie. There's nothing like jambalaya and K2 to finish the day. The best part I save for last. Since we have a strong internet hook up, I can bid you a good night with this blog. Good night Jeremy. Good night Adrian. Good night Carolyn. Sweet dreams everyone. ps. I might be on this thing all night!!!!!!!! Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"The Ferry"

The day before the ferry ride to NL, we went to an historic site...Louisburg,N.S. visiting the fort there that has been since 1715! The staff around the park were all in 'period dress' and in character for people to approach and ask about their daily lives, etc. All in all, a pretty cool day! We stayed the night in a great little RV park there and lete me tell you, those showers were great! We didn't have time to shower before we went to Louisburg...nobody got close enough to know!

The next morning we woke up and went for a good old bacon 'n' eggs breakfast. The ferry was leaving at 4:00, had to be there by 2:00 for our reservation to be valid. We were there at 12:30. Ugh...and it was super hot out! It's kind of like waiting for a plane to take you to Disneyland... There really wasn't much to do in North Sidney. We hit Subway and Tim Horton's and waited it out.

It's funny how differently people react to others when there is music involved. A very nice lady and her friend were waiting a couple of cars over in the ferry line-up. I had a great Santana tune cranked and was standing outside the RV, kinda dancing, but not really. The lady came over...I wish I could remember her name! We got to talking and found out she is from Newfoundland but has been living in Saudi Arabia for years. Welcome home! She was so sweet! She and I danced for a sec, if you call what I am stuck with dancing... This fine lady bought 8 wristbands and was a pleasure!

Once we finally got onto the ferry, we ran into a couple of unlikely characters!
Lester, an X-Kegger from St.John's was working on the ferry as we pulled the RV on and surpirised Adrian and Jeremy with a surprise attack through the side window. Once Lester was off-shift he came and had a Pepsi with us as we watched the live 'Newfie' entertainment. The two guys performing were hilarious! Ask us to tell you the 'Portugal' story sometime!

We also ran into Willard. This was the gentleman that brought the RV out to BC for us and Islander RV. It was great to meet this very kind man. He was a wealth of knowledge for our remaining kilometers, an absolute pleasure to meet! He saw us pull onto the ferry and approached once we were on the ship. Great encounters!

The views from the deck of the ship were amazing! Nova Scotia faded into the dusk...turning to a brilliant orange and blue sunset.

The ride was about 6 hours across and we were in Port Aux Basque quite late. That's when we found a nice empty parking lot, off the beaten track and had to tuck in for the night. Off to Stephenville in the morning.

Antigonish or bust!

Picture this, a dinner of Jambalaya, John Coltrane playing on a breezeless evening as you are camped on one of the most beautiful lakes you could ever see. We had our dinner lakeside and enjoyed the silence as we all fell into our own minds. We had a nice walk at Lawrencetown beach, the east coast surf spot. We watched the surfers...and for the first time since leaving Mile 0 in Victoria...we had our feet in the Atlantic Ocean. It's hard to believe that we have been on the road for 90 days. It has really flown by! What a feeling having the power of the Atlantic pushing and pulling your legs with the ebb and flow of a powerful ocean.

Last night we camped in a place called Sheet Harbour. No sheet?! I wonder why they call it Sheet Harbour?! It was a nice quiet spot and we had another great dinner! The goodness of the foodness never seems to stop!

It was a 93km ride the day before and a whopping 150km today. The three of us are very excited to see what kind of 'city food' we can find here. By the articles in our travel books, it seems that we are in for a culinary treat!

The weather is very nice, very hot though today was not so humid as it has been. The ocean breeze is like opening the freezer and sticking your head in there to find your popsicles! Refreshing for sure. So here we go to experience the sights, sounds and tastes of Antigonish!
Home of St.FX...great looking school founded in the early 1800's by Scottish Catholics.

Bright and early we will be off to Cape Breton Island which yesterday we were told by the CBC that the Island has just been voted # four in the World for people, scenery and their abundance of parks. So very stoked to explore for a day or two until we take the ferry to Newfoundland......Almost made it!!! We love you all and cannot wait for SinJahns.

The Byes'

it ain't over yet!

the day that steve is the first one awake and making coffee is never a good sign. maybe i've created a monster. steve was the first one up to put the coffee on and pull the bikes out and basically do all the morning prep work. what a treat to just sit back and watch the butler monkeys make breakfast for the crew.

anyway, out of truro and onto halifax was the order of the day. the road was striaght forwarded and halifax came up a lot faster then we thought. hello halifax! you're so big and beautiful!

over a quick lunch after the 93km ride we mapped our plans for finishing our chores as quickly as possible. the motivation here was to finish up with our homework and chore assignments for carolyn (hahaha) and then the rest of the day was ours to people watch and to eat up some of the local treats and snacks.

i think we lost track of time since our host wally went sleuthing around the streets of halifax looking for us. sure enough he found us not far from a local tourist sight just standing under a tree taking in some long over due shade.

halifax keg welcomed us with open arms! and the reunions keep coming. it turns out that doug knew of jer when he was only a "knee-high kegger" back on the west coast. if you look for it there's a common thread among keggers from coast to coast. and if you look a little closer you'll find that "once a kegger - always a kegger."

ok - we're pushin' it with out late check out today. so i'm off (we're off) to hit the road. in just a few more days we'll be on the shores of newfoundland! so if you haven't packed your bags yet you'd better do so. this joyride comes to an end on the 4th of august! keep the funds coming in!

see ya soon(ish). ox

moncton and beyond!

EARLY (that's right - early) saturday morning we were bound for moncton. like carolyn our mamma bird likes to say "...sometimes you gotta just nudge the little birds out of the nest." ok - so truth be told i "NUDGED" the boys for a 730am roadside start.

the early bird gets the worm...

we rolled into moncton about 130pm that sunny and hot afternoon. and we rolled right into the parking lot of the crowne plaza hotel, to met our dear sweet friend emi. what a reunion! the hugs the tears the hugs! emi is a friend and former roommate of both jer and me. in fact, emi even trained me in the st. john's prep kitchen. hope i'm doin' her proud with my knife skills.

anyway, after a quick clean up at the emi's place we were headed to the patios of moncton to sit back and catch up for the afternoon (... for the evening... and passed curfew too). what a satisfying meal and conversation. the patio was peppered with new friends we made - the conversation spilt out to the next patio - and night went on and on.

tucked away at our table were travellers from all around canada. we sat for hours and compared stories and road routes and survival tips too. there was a lot of good energy there. on that note we packed it in and made our way back to the r.v.

by 930am we woke up to a new day. we put the last 180km behind us and we slowly getting focused to hit the road for another 180km. man - back to back 180km - somethings gotta give soon.

by 430pm we made it to truro. the temperatures were 39 degrees with the humidex. if we weren't sweating before, we sure are sweatin' now! the best way to deal with this kinda heat is to find some air coniditioning and fast. fast like faster than a speeding bullet we hide inside at the theatres watching superman!

as soon as the movie was over these three boys turned in early. yup. early like 745pm early. i think the last time i went to sleep at 745pm i must have been 3yrs. old. early to bed early to raise... sweet dreams and good mornings!

catching up with old and new friends alike was definitely worth all the extra effort. we'll catch up again soon. but right meow i need a nap.

ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Z!

Fredericton (Did I spell it right Carrie?)

Another 100km, another day done and the closer we get to the end of the journey, the less I want to get there. Can we keep doing this as a full-time job? There is a little under three weeks left to go. Not that I don't miss everyone, but what am I gonna do without my boys? Jer is getting married, Adrian will wander the globe...

Ahem. Oops, sorry. I hope you understand.

It was definitely a hot one today and a bit of a later start as they usually are when Jeremy and Steve are the riders. A coffee, another coffee... Oh, just get on with it! Adrian loses his mind! He is up at 6:00am every day like a rooster. It's a little boring for the guy at 6am for sure unless we are having entertaining dreams and talking in our sleep. Today Adrian, Bless his heart woke us up with some very fine jazz music that I had forgotten I had here with me. Treat!

Once we were finally on the road, we made great time in the hills again. The biggie today was the heat. That certain kind of super-sticky heat. 39 degrees including humidex. It was the first time I had ever seen my legs sweat, pouring sweat!

Jeremy had a flat tire today and we had it fixed Indy500 style thanks to Adrian's brilliant positioning of the RV. Back at it, 4 hours and 100km later we are in one of the most picturesque little cities in Canada(and one of the oldest)... Fredericton, N.B. People here speak English! We just got here and are doing more chores. I get to geek out on the computer(I love it). Tomorrow we are going to make our way to Moncton to see an old friend and ex-Kegger, Emily. She's awesome!

Keep sending the comments everyone. They are a treat! If anyone has any photos, remember, send them to 3riders@cycleforspirit.com OK?! Over and out for now.

Eagle 5 signing off until Moncton(or maybe Halifax..we'll see)

The boys

Where's Willie Nelson?

Oh, that's a different Woodstock!

Hills, hills and more hills. Like a set of waves coming in from Hawaii's pipeline, we tackled these big-boy hills with enthusiasm and childlike excitement...WHY??!!

Because what goes up must come down(usually). The price of grunting your way up these monsters is more than acceptable to have the treat of flying down, your hands gripping the tape, your legs squeezing the frame of the bike...tears flying from your eyes because you can't adjust to the speed... Love it!

After the fun on the road was over, we found ourselves in one of the oddest campgrounds that you may ever even see photos of us camping in. Yogi Bear's Campground in Woodstock, N.B. They had mini-golf, waterslides...lots to keep kids entertained. Big kids too! We found our way to the mini-golf for a round and then to the arcade for a couple of classic games like Ms. Pacman, Arkanoid, Contra and Steve's all-time favorite pinball game "Twilight Zone".

A cheap large pizza sent us off to bed. Not the best food for athletes like us(Ha!Ha!) but we managed!

Off to bed earlier than the 6 year olds in Yogi's Campground!

"Bete Sauvage" Route 132 through Quebec

Here we are again on the road. Going down the only road I've ever known. Like a drifter we were born to ride alone... Remember that old rock tune! Whitesnake, Yeah!

The ride from Montreal to Levis to St. Antonin proved to be more than we had bargained for. The wind was back and just as fierce as the days in the prairies. It was indeed a battle with the savage beast...wind. More so than that was the less than adequate comditions of the route 132 which we needed to travel pretty much the rest of the way through Quebec to New Brunswick. There were more potholes and rough spots without shoulder than even a gravel road would have. Our hands were bruised at the end of each day and the nethers...ugh, battered. We found a pace that was manageable and kept on keeping on(there you go Kyoko!).

The end of the day found us at an RV park in St. Antonin. This was the cleanest and best kept park that we have stayed at so far. It was early to bed after a couple of episodes of 24, betting on wind again we had better get our rest.

Jeremy's Birthday Ride with Adrian

We woke the next morning to more favorable conditions as far as weather went. Jeremy and Adrian decided that it would be a great idea to start racing each other after about 20-30km on the road. This proved to be a bit of a mistake. After a couple more hours on the bike, the legs were like lead. Hard to pedal. The burn was intense. Boys will be boys and these two pressed on like Rocky on a rainy day although their bright peacock feathers were a little limp at the end of the 115kms.

We found ourselves a nice campground astride a botanical garden, beautiful! St.Jacques, N.B. has a park to be proud of for sure! We set up camp and decided to go on a birthday hike through the grounds. We found a great spot to rest beside a river on a bench under a roof. Good thing we brought our rain jackets because the skies opened up with ferocity! A thunder and lighting storm like I have never seen opened up what seemed to be 10 feet above our heads. The lightning cracked and forked and snapped all around us so we decided to stay put to be safe and to enjoy the show unfolding before our unbelieving eyes. 45 minutes late, after being humbled by the elements, we made our way back to camp for dinner and a couple of movies. Aaah.

The next day was dedicated to licking our wounds, laundry, cleaning the RV and mapping out the next long leg of our journey.

Off to Woodstock, N.B. !!

please r.s.v.p.

hey! me again. we're at the public library in fredericton nb. steve's a few rows over from me and blogging as well. so not knowing a thing about computers and websites and stuff like that, i'm not sure if i'll make the site crash by racing for blogg space. and you might be wondering why i'm way over here tryin' to blogg... well the boys kicked me off the laptop cause of the way i type. hahaha who gets the last word now!

anyway, enough drama. here's the scoop!

you! you right there! the one in front of the computer screen reading this blogg... yeah you! you're invited to the cycle for spirit wrap-up party hosted by the st. john's keg in st. john's newfoundland, on august 8th 2006. who else is gonna be there? well, anyone that we met along the way is invited too. and i know steve has some fans out there who have a scrap book of photos that they've taken from our website and flicker account - we'll you're invited. and steve will sign ANYTHING for you - just ask him. basically, i'm sayin' everyone is invited! this campaign has been a team effort. we all need to party and wrap this ride up! and all of our brother and sister keggers from south of the border better represent too! i know sherry and logan are reading this note - i'd like to hear back from you two and let me know how many keggers you're bringing. think of it as a home coming - you and the rest of the opening team better at least send flowers. just kidding about the flowers. now just show up!

if anyone has ever needed a reason to come to the rock then here it is. YOU'RE INVITED!

i spent 13 months on the rock and not one day goes by when i don't think back to the people i've met there. the rock has so much to offer and explore. drive the irish loop. catch the sunrise at cape spear. walk signal hill - my favorite place right on the edge of canada. stumble along george street. drink screech it does the body good. have the best fish and chips ever. tour the swimming holes. whale and puffin tours. the row after row of colourful jelly bean houses. the traditional music. the local bands. be nice and get invited to a home cooked jiggs dinner - i could eat that meal everyday! or just share a conversation with a newfoundlander. salt of the earth those people. i wear the colours of newfoundland everyday. come to the rock and find a little piece to take back with you. you'll be glad you did.

so recap... you're invited. book off now or just call in sick. do what ya gotta do just get here.

cheers! ox