All you Power Rangers look alike, jes sayin'...
Ok, so I'm trailing along like a little duck following mamma duck. All is great, nice day, thinking of pine trees and blue blue lakes, when all of a sudden I realize 'You ain't my Mommie!' That damn imprinting process needs some improvement. So much for evolution. Patrick got me back on I80, I pulled off shortly thereafter to recon a map, grab gas and a soda.
Not having BorkerForks phone number or addie, I called Old Michael, who, after last night, has evidently decided to not pick up anymore of my phone messages?
Can't say I blame him - :lol:
So, with a fresh load of fuel, and knowing you peeps could track my Spot page, I just headed for the barn. And here I am, about to sleep in my own bed with a real live warm woman, ahh, life is good.
One short story - running pretty strong Southbound I5. Got a black Lexus running rabbit at 93, fast lane, I'm in slow lane, about 300 yards behind. Approaching an overpass, I see the faint glint of 2 CHP door decals on the southbound side. Shit, shit, SHIT, heavy brakes and Oh Crap there's another one *under* the bridge, and he's accelerating like Junior Johnson off the dirt onto the pavement. I mean, pebbles are flying from his roost, and he and I are door to handlebar. I look over at him, he at me, but I'm de-accelerating, and he's accelerating, so it was brief. The Lexus got nailed. I skated. It's better to be lucky than good.
ExSkiBum - GREAT ride, man I really enjoyed it. More later, I'm off to look at pix.