A friend asked me the other day if I'd had my route all mapped out. I just laughed and said, "nope -- I just fly by the seat of my pants -- I know a general direction and I go". Like they say, young bikers pick a destination and go, old bikers pick a direction and go. That's the best part. I should be back in the first week of June. And yes, I'll be writing and posting on here and on Facebook.
And speaking of adventures, Diego, my little guy who lives next door and I got to go for a short ride on a friend's motorcycle the other day. I don't know who was more excited, me or him. I've been wanting to do this since they moved in five years ago. Unfortunately, the occasion that caused this to finally happen was they are moving to San Diego this weekend. We had to wait until his Dad and grandparents left, but his Mom and Diego were excited and put on his bike helmet and he climbed up on back of a friends bike that's stored in my garage as it has two seats (my other two bikes have solo seats and the main one is in TX now). He was warned to keep his feet on the pegs and to always hold on. He cant reach all the way around my ample belly, but he did good and hung on as we roared out of the driveway.
We went around the neighborhood and down to the beach, he waved at his friends and we all had a great time. Mom was supposed to take pics as we left, but took a video instead, so I don't have anything to post. However, this is the first photo of him when he was three playing biker with me in the driveway -- you can see why i wanted to take him for a ride. Well we did, and I'll miss him and his family.