after shooplick and I got around it that mini van was just a dot in the rear view mirror.
And of course, immediately after a daring pass of said 'tard-van
tm on the double yellow so we can resume speeding, we're in town. Frak...
Great ride, what a way to blow off some steam. Ed led a perfect pace all the way out, with a route covering some roads I've never seen before. Fred, Chris, Ben, Jim, Jai, and Ed are always good for a laugh, and it was good to meet quite a few ST.N'ers for the first time.
Of course, chasing everyone for the day also has me re-thinking my cornering techniques. I gotta practice in a parking lot or something.
It
was hella nice to be able to leave home at a quarter after nine for once.
Some pics- my lil' point and shoot doesn't take great photos, but that's what Fred's here for.
Chili was strapped like Ulysses against the tempest. Zipties FTW!
Nice turnout at Wasco
I'm pretty sure the folks filling jugs at Paradise Cove had no idea what to make of us weirdos.
Dowtown Galena sucked. Culvers was just fine by me.
I'd still like to know how Fred got a twitching, still-living bee shoved that far into his fairing. Didn't think we were going that fast...
The ride back was
long. It was no longer a question of "will we be stuck behind a dentist cum pirate on the way home?", but
which one? And for how long?
