I woke up early Saturday morning for a bathroom break. When I went into the bathroom, I noticed the outside security light was on! So, I went and got my glasses to make sure I wasn’t being invaded. I had to smile when I saw it was just my old friend the possum, munching on the apples I’d put out yesterday for the squirrels.
I finally woke out for real at about 7:00 AM. I made a 6 cup pot of coffee and posted the Blog. Then I watched the morning news until it was time to get real (I have a 9:30 AM haircut appointment).
When I got out of the barber’s (about 10:00 AM) it was raining. This may mess up the planned bike ride, as I don’t have any rain gear. In fact, now that I think of it, I never owned any rain gear! Does anyone know where you get it? I have saddle bags this time and could bring it along.
I stopped at Westborn and got a few items I need for the coming week. It was still raining on my way home.
But, it cleared up just after noon and by 3:00 PM, the pavement was dry. So, I thought it would be perfect for a bike ride. It took about 20 minutes to get it running and to keep it running, but I got it! So, I put my helmet on, rolled that bad boy out of the garage and into the driveway.
I put it in gear and began my turn in the driveway. I got about 13 feet and picked up my right foot and the bike went down! I went ass-over-teakettles (or whatever that phrase is) across the gravel. I got up and, once again, was unable to pick the damn thing up. A neighbor (Tony and not the same guy who helped me the last time, thank God) was driving by and he stopped to help. By that time, my arms and legs were killing me and so was my back, so I asked him to just help me push it back in the garage.
I made dinner by grilling some hot dogs on the stovetop grill and added a pound of hamburger to two cans of pork and beans. The beans were just Campbell’s, not Bush’s, so I gave them a shot of molasses and a dash of mustard.
I lay on the bed eating, watching TV and trying to ease my backache.
Bought a cheap($25) set of FroggTogg Classics that are great to jump into while on the road and they fit into a small bag(supplied). Rode 80mi in a hard down pour this spring and stayed dry
ReplyDeleteRick, please don't encourage him...Unless your going to ride by his side to pick him (and/or the bike)up!
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Grandma
@Amer - I would not be concerned. It is 10/1 against the Captain making it out of the driveway. As long as he has good neighbors, he will be fine.
ReplyDeleteHe could even get a friendly competition going to see who can be the first one to his side. Think pickup sticks, only with motorcycles and aged babyboomers.
@jwg...
ReplyDeleteOnly hope he has a cell phone on him, then he can call you to help pick him up when the neighbors get tired of it!
@Amer - I've always been somewhat of the black sheep son. Sticking with the pickup sticks imagery, I suppose that makes me the the black stick. 25 points is worth the drive! :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure I am at all comfortable with your bike riding adventures. Just sayin'! :)
ReplyDelete@Cautious Canada Cathy: Not to worry. I rode bikes for about 10 years back in the day. My problem is that none of them were this big or heavy. I just have to get used to it!
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