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RAGBRAI 2019      

Pork Belly Update #7---Cancellation and the Creed

June 13, 2018

Dear Porkers,

 

Our refund deadline is June 15. That's this Friday, two days away. If you're on the fence, and if you didn't take our cancellation protection, it's time to jump down on one side or the other.

 

Here is our cancellation policy: "Before June 15th, you can still cancel part or all of your PBV services and receive a 90% refund on the amount of services reserved (10% is non-refundable). You can drop services or cancel entirely by phone or email, and we'll send you a refund check quickly. We'll also try to find you a buyer for your wristband.

  

"We will include (we have included) our written cancellation policy in several email updates prior to the deadline of June 15th: on or after the 15th of June, we will make no refund." 

 

If you selected our cancellation protection, of course, your refund deadline is extended to 10:00 p.m. on July 18th. More on cancellation right here:

 

PBV CANCELLATION POLICY AND INFO

 

DECISION TIME

We invite you to pause for a moment and ask yourself three questions… 

 

  • Am I prepared to ride across Iowa and live outdoors for a week? 

 

  • One of the easiest RAGBRAI routes in history is still RAGBRAI, so am I up for Iowa's 4H Treatment, namely Heat, Humidity, Hills, and Headwinds? 

 

  • Even with the relative comfort and convenience of PBV, can I suck it up, stick it out, and roll with it? 

 

If your answer to any of these questions is NO, or if you have some other conflict, please write to us right away to say that you will regretfully have to cancel. We’ll process your refund quickly and hopefully introduce you to a buyer for your RAGBRAI Wristand.  We still have buyers at this moment, but we will have fewer and fewer as the ride draws near.

 

THERE'S ALWAYS NEXT YEAR.

RAGBRAI happens every single July, and if something gets in your way this time, we welcome you to Pork Camp another summer. Don't feel bad about doing what's best for you or your body or your family this year. We're not encouraging you to stay home, but just saying... there's always next year.

 

CANCEL BY TIME-STAMPED EMAIL, PLEASE.

If/when you cancel, please do so by time-stamped email--write to us both, please: tammypav@cox.net and petephillips@cox.net.

 

If you're still game to Pass the Corn with Pork Belly Ventures, please keep reading for your first 2018 rite of passage...

THE CREED... Hallelujah!

What is the Pork Belly Creed? We usually like to change it up from year to year. Every year, we pick a song everybody knows and we adjust the lyrics to reflect that unique RAGBRAI state of being uplifted and downcast, blissful and bone tired, sore and soaring. 

 

Last year, we re-wrote Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. It's Old Testament trials, tribulations, strong desire, weak flesh. It’s a lament laced with acceptance that makes something well up inside your ribs. That is RAGBRAI, man.  

 

And a neat thing happened. That song just became our anthem. Porkers wrote in to ask, can we sing it on RAGBRAI? And in the spirit of Choir! Choir! Choir!, we gathered on the last night of the week and, with the accompaniment of our house band, The Ramblers, we raised our voices together. For many Porkers, singing Hallelujah on Friday night in Pork Camp was their top feel-good moment of RAGRAI 2017.

 

Well, you will sing Hallelujah at least twice this year:

 

  • Right about now, you will sing our lyrics (below) on your own or maybe with your local group of Porkers.
  • On Friday, July 27th at 8:00 pm in Iowa City, we will gather again, song sheets in hand, and sing it together as we come to the end of our week.

LISTEN FIRST

We invite you to listen to the Choir! Choir! Choir! rendition of Leonard Cohen’s "Hallelujah," which was our initial inspiration for the sing-along. It’s shot in some fabulous old Toronto warehouse with 1500 voices and Rufus Wainwright. You want to go full screen and crank up the volume on this one, folks. 

 

CHOIR! CHOIR! CHOIR! HALLELUJAH

SING ALONG WITH LAST YEAR'S PBV HALLELUJAH

This was an opportunity we didn't have last year--to sing along with our video.

2017 Hallelujah Moment with Pork Belly Ventures

YOUR PERFORMANCE

Before we get to the lyrics below, a few things. As a bona fide and worthy Porker, you’re expected to get into the proper state of mind—reverence—and allow the creed to transport you forward about 38 days to Our Week in the Corn.

 

Now, we all get excited for the next verse, but don’t go skipping your Hallelujahs. If you're singing solo, this creed should be performed between midnight and 2:00 in the morning, like some dark-night-of-the-soul type of thing, your stool in a dim corner, bathed in a gentle pool of light. 

 

´╗┐Bow your head. 

 

Now comes the guitar--Strum, strum, strum--with those melancholy chords. 

 

Ready?

 

Take a breath... 

 

and sing.

 

HALLELUJAH

based on the original by Leonard Cohen,

re-written for Pork Belly Ventures

 

 

You figured it’s an easy ride

That wanders through the countryside.

It wouldn’t take a toll, it wouldn’t gruel ya.

It went like this, the fields, the hills

The upward climbs, the downward chills,

The rolling pumping throng breathes hallelujah. 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

The click of gears, the morning mist,

The food an unexpected twist,

But you don’t mind a chop for breakfast, do ya?

Three beers by nine, then funnel cakes,

The ham balls give your guts a quake,

Now homemade rhubarb pie, oh, that’ll do ya, 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

No room for weakness once you start.

You never took those words to heart,

To take a rest and let the shade tree cool ya.

You’re rolling like a prairie fire,

A rhythm that will never tire,

No caution or advice can overrule ya. 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah.  

 

You knew there’d be a little pain

But diaper rash? Achilles strain?

You shoulda listened when they tried to clue ya.

The ice bag in your two-man tent,

The swollen lips, the muscles spent,

Yet still a faint and drooling hallelujah! 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

You’re humming down a country lane,

This song still beating in your brain

You time it to your pedal strokes, it fuels ya.

The lycra beauty, "On your left,"

She shames your quads, your lungs bereft,

But from your lips she drew the hallelujah! 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

The tent unzipped, you’re up at night,

You stagger left, you stumble right,

A kybo for the rumble going through ya.

With kindred souls on either side,

You squeeze your cheeks and squeeze your eyes,

Together now a grateful Hallelujah. 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

Who said it was a piece of cake,

An easy one, for Heaven’s sake,

Oh, it was something else, don’t let ‘em fool ya.

It’s sweat and throb and burst and lag,

An epic feat, a blast, a drag,

And friends who lift you up with Hallelujah! 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah. 

 

For seven days and seven nights

You rode the miles, you fought the fight,

And something bright and sweet is coming to ya.

In every eye the blaze of pride

The valley low, the river wide,

And "I'll-Be-Coming-Back, OH HALLELUJAH!" 

 

 

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

Hallelu-u-ujah.

We said this last year. Studies have shown that the ability to see yourself and your situation as ridiculous is the #1 indicator of success among RAGBRAI riders. May we be the first to congratulate you on being ridiculous and knowing it. We are ridiculous too, and we and our cheerful crew will be with you for every ridiculous mile, as we pass the corn together. 

 

Much more real soon,

Tammy and Pete