The days drift by They don't have names
None of the streets here look the same
And there're so many quiet places
And smilin' eyes match the smilin' faces
Chorus:
And i have found me a home
I have found me a home
You can have the rest
of everything i own'cause
i have found me a home
Jimmy Buffett
Feeling pretty good on a typical day three. The first day or two you are just getting used to being on the bike all day again. Then settling in to a couple of days of being with each other and away from home. Then day three hits and suddenly your butt fits the seat, your knees aren't aching, walking feels less comfortable than your bike, and you don't care where you are. I have found me a home.
Made about 420 today still on I-10 but what a change. The greenery of east Texas giving way to miles of rice paddies and bayous in west Louisiana. Stopped at a Harley dealer in Lake Charles for a minor repair to Jan's bike and were met with true southern hospitality. It was an old school shop with the owner on site in an old metal building off the beaten track. Repair was quickly made and we continued down the road.
In for the night just west of Baton Rouge, should easily make it to Venice LA tomorrow then start north up the Great River Road. Although the scenery today was great I'm looking forward to two lane roads that don't run for miles in a straight line. Ended the day with a cold one and a fish dinner at a local sea food place next door to our hotel.
I must say Happy Birthday to my daughter, Genna thanks for your continued patience with me for missing your birthday again. I did talk Jan into changing the dates for the fall ride so I can be home for the birth of my grandchild.
Love You, dad
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
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Don't remember your seat being small...Stay safe, hugs to the guys. Dog wondering where you are.
PS Happy Birthday Genna!!! Hope Ziggy let you eat some cake.
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