There was this guy, sitting on the curb, and we had a good laugh verbally abusing him. |
This is the look of concern, the look of a man who is sitting at the grille watching the portions coming out, wondering why he is about to do this to himself. |
This is a shredded steak and cheese omelet with a side of bacon |
Ahhhh....I ordered light, an order of Han and Beans, That would be five Ham steaks, with home-fries under them a side of Bacon (Cuz everything is better with Bacon), and a coffee. |
The Ride home was by way of route 12 which we followed to Plainfield Ct., because as everyone knows, after consuming large quantities of things like Bacon, eggs, kielbasa and such there is only one healthy thing you can do....get Ice Cream. Hanks' on route 12.
From there I can report no more, except to say that there was a 12 year old girl there who could sing...and did.
Carey and I headed out on our own, and after I took him to route 138 then took, three wrong turns...wrong roads...nope...it was five wrong roads, we came out exactly where I wanted to on route 201. We did hit rain, but luckily it was a mild rain, and I love the smell of wet, hot pavement, with the sun shining through the rain and the steam rising off all the worlds surfaces. But I am happy to report that the bike was home and parked inside before the heavens let loose.
I was told later that up around the area of route 44 they had roughly inch size hail and that the fallen brothers ride had to take cover where ever they could.
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