Mid-morning on Good Friday 19 April 2019, I sat with a dozen cycling club mates and enjoyed a lovely post-ride cappuccino at our usual café. A few hours earlier, as the sun started to rise, my group of about 30 passionate riders were already out there for a regular training ride.
Across the South Africa’s Pretoria-Johannesburg region, countless other cycling clubs were either riding on tarmac or trails. Once home, though, a flurry of messages started circulating within the tight knit South African cycling community that this Good Friday had turned tragic for another club in this region.
For another club that morning, a motorist had incomprehensibly plowed into their group from behind hitting 14 cyclists and killing one of them, Andrew Randall, an experienced cyclist and loving husband and father. The driver fled the scene. By all accounts, the riders had been doing everything right.
While I did not know Andrew, for his funeral, cyclists from across the region came together in a funeral procession ride. For his family and friends to see and remember the ride, this is my tribute.