Woke up yesterday morning with a sore throat that felt like I had swallowed at least 3-4 beer bottle caps. Dragged around & then decided I needed to ride anyway, since the weather was so perfect. Did not figure out a route, riding buddy had called & could not go, so I just took off by myself. Don't do that much anymore & when I do it's usually fun. No Particular Place To Go, and coincidentally that song hit the rotation on the MP3 early on. Felt a little better, decided the Jester & I would contribute 200 miles of carbon footprint at least on the ride & then decided it was time to eat lunch. Wheeled into a little "fast" food chicken place in the SW corner of Jawja, placed my order & I was #44. Sat down & they called order #31. Sometimes that would have given me the waitinginafitofsnits, but since I had started off feeling kinda peaked, as my Mom would have called it, figured the rest would do me good. Watched them get 1 out of 3 orders wrong & in about 30 minutes my order was ready, and I was in the lucky 2/3 of correct orders. Good food.
Was about 100 miles into our 200 mile trip to nowhere when I remembered a river road with some nice sweeping turns & headed that direction. Just as I reached the area with the best turns, 3
poachers fellers in an old white/rust colored pickup appeared in front of me going about 25 mph. I zoomed past them wondering if they had seen the movie Easy Rider & figured had shotguns since they were "sightseeing". Just as I entered the first good turn, Think by 'retha Franklin comes on the MP3. Now I'm smiling and leaning and having a darn good time straightening out the road in front of me. Clouds are brewing, it's going to rain, so I headed home, put the bike up, wetted 'er down & got the bugs off & closed the garage door just as it started to rain. Decided not to check the trash for beer bottle caps, since if I did not find any it would have explained my rocky start to what became a damn fine day....
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