Random Thoughts

Scout the Perimeter.

If I’m going to live up here, I need to know the terrain.      I need to know the history of this place.   Honestly, I haven’t quite accepted that I’ll be living up here permanently, but just in case, I’d like to know a road or two.

Skull Valley.   Five Mile.    I think I’ll start there.

I’ll head out at noon.   If I can fucking sleep in that long, or milk out a few cups of coffee on the couch, waiting.   There’s a mining museum open for a few hours on a Saturday in a tiny town en route, if I can time it right.

It’s warming up.        I’m kinda stoked about it.

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brotherhood

My oldest daughter is just a good kid.   She’s working her way though college, and she called us when her car wouldn’t start at the car wash.     Somebody helped her bump start it, and she got it back to her college dorm.

I called a B.A.C.A. brother down there Just to ask him if he’d take a look.  He did.   I don’t think the guy took a half an hour, and he called me and told me it was her starter.   Bad Bendix.

Then another B.A.C.A. brother jumped in, and offered to change it for her.    I ordered the part, he picked it up and put it in for her.

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I’m a pretty prideful person.   Asking for help is not my M.O.  .     I want to thank you 2 guys for being there for my family.   You know who you are…

I’m proud to be a member of B.A.C.A.    For what we do for kids, but also what we do for each other.   Yeah man…  Brotherhood.   I owe ya.  I’ll pay ya back.

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Come Summer

I’ma gonna find me some long side road on a map, that leads me to some proud little side  town, out in the middle of no where.    One of those towns where main street is 100 yards long.     Park the bike.  Ask the questions, and drink in the history.  I’ve kind of learned to spot em.  

I can almost see it now,  And to me, its a beautiful thing.  

Strike up a conversation with a long time local old guy, who’s knows his town.   They’re always willing to tell you their stories if you ask right, and the stories are always good, when  you pay attention.    Eat at the local greasy spoon.   Spend a couple of hours, watch people go by.

I’ll wonder how I’ll get home by Sunday night, Buy a tank of gas even if I don’t need it, just because I feel like I’m helping out a local  economy that needs a buck or two.

Then, kick up a foot peg, Twist the throttle and  play the Rolling Stones while I  think about what I just learned.

The next town is 30 more miles.

 

 

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Blast from the past

Surfing around youtube, and found this.    It still makes me laugh.   Jane, you Ignorant Slut:

Ice is off the road for the most part, and I’ve taken the bike for a few putts around the neighborhood.    I can’t wait till its all off, and I can make miles somewhere.    These are the worst months of the year thataway.    I really would enjoy a good long ride somewhere.

 

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