Zig and I woke up at the crack of “whenever” this morning. (Being on vacation is nice!) We rolled out of bed, rolled into town to have breakfast, only to find that the breakfast place we had in mind had closed. No worries, we stopped off at the food mart, picked up supplies and came back to the castle and cooked up a feast worthy of two road weary riders.
After that, we did laundry (Thanks again Pat!!) and bummed around a bit. Pat surprised us by finding a Dremel in the basement, so we took turns carving up the rocks we’d brought out (from South Dakota) for Pat’s rock garden.
After that, Alyssa challenged me to a super-soaker fight, which of course I accepted. We both wound up quite soaked, and we even managed to bring Zig into the fun as well. (But no getting Pat wet!!)
We wrapped up our hectic day by shooting back down to the VFW to meet up with more friends and share some more laughter. It was a kinda-quiet night, as some folks still need to work one more day before they get to join us in vaca-land. (But Zig and I still did an admirable job of depleting their stores of Bud Light…) We wrapped things up by hitting the beer store and getting subs on our way back - which we just finished. We’re rockin’ out in the motor home, the tunes are cranking and we’re about to set into the cards again.
Tomorrow will be finalization of plans, saying our goodbyes to fallen brethren, and, since Thursday morning is our departure-for-Maine, we'll be sure to get a good night's sleep...maybe.
I could get used to this lifestyle.
Ride Hard, Take Chances
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