I went on a trip to see my parents. The big guy decided to ride his bike down. While he was here we went out on a day trip.
It was a beautiful day but it was SO hot. When we were on straight stretches without much to look at it was hard to stay awake. I confess my head bobbed forward a few times! And this is not a cushy Gold Wing or other road bike set up for passenger comfort (and safety) on a long haul.
His bike offered little in the way of keeping me on other than me hanging on which required me to be awake. I started to come up with imaginative ways of using bungee cords to strap myself on to keep my brain busy.
What a relief when we turned down what became a twisty road with shade! We rode for a while and you could see houses here and there. I wondered if there were houses we couldn’t see, that no one had see for a while where someone had died but because there was no easy access, close neighbors or heavy foot traffic what if they were still sitting there, unfound, unnoticed. It’s not like a New York apartment where someone will eventually notice the smell.
While on that road we came on a gas station that had old pumps with no credit card capability. You had to pay inside. They were these big clunky things! And that general store was really a general store! They sold cold cuts, the biggest cans of chef boyardee I have ever seen, JEANS, tools and pretty much everything else.
We stayed the night at a 200 year old Bed and Breakfast on the river.
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