So then boyz n gurlz..
A new day dawned, and I woke up really painful.
Some can understand, when the broken femur's and ankles, lower backs, rib cages and even teeth, hurt beyond belief.
So is my world these days; cold weather worsens the situation,and makes me wonder about how many more riding days I have?
Well then, given that scenario, watch me arch my back, buck up, and ride, even if in pain, because..
because
well
because I CAN!
So STFU, FYYFF, and get on with it;
which I did..
and today, I rode
not the longest nor shortest ride of my days,
but today, I rode
Just north of Paso de Robles, Ca, wine country everywhere..
My pix are not nearly as good as Old Michaels, but I try....
The grape vines are dying now, their fruit given to the fermenting wine
My new driveway, new Hondarosa home... NOT!
North of Paso, east of 101, north of 46...
You can find art anywhere, museums not really needed, or, my case, wanted.. I so much prefer to find these expressions, in the country, on solitary roads, minimal audiences, no pretenses nor expecations...
Old Michael, come and stay for a few days, I'll show you where?
With no where to go, and incoming rain from the north, I ceased and desisted my northern journey in Parkfield, Ca, where, by chance, I ran into a bunch of riders from San Luis Nabisco, and one of the them I used to work with back in the old days at the Nookie plant.. Sometime when I left Ted in 2000 to now, he became an Old BMW Fan, welcome to fold my long lost friend..
Yeah, I'm a suckah for old Beemers..
Now then, I have a decison...
head straight back home (shorter distance, low back wailing)
or
take the road less traveled (and continue the pain)
Ride kRzY8, just ride..
and we did -
over BitterWater road to 58 then to SLO to pick up parts for Wabs, the IttyBitty650WhoWantsToGoToAlaska
The rest o' the pix, not so good, so I leave you with this..
about 225 on a day where I really thought 0 was possible -
you tell me, was it a good day or not?
Oh, for my bud, TWN
Hugs n' Kisses