the ice is leaving and two wheels are again rolling. today was the first real putt around and what a day it was. the sun was a little spotty but the climate was friendly. the smooth roads made eating up 100+ miles seem like nothing. i have been hoping to do a little more exploring around this huge area but schedules are only recently permitting. last year's riding season was an utter failure by my standards; i think i only did one oil change and didn't burn up a single tire or chain. this year i hope is different.
while fumbling around southeast montangya, i found myself in Ennis. then i found myself in the gun shop. then i found myself with a trigger digging into my back and a bayonet poking my left ass-cheek for 60 miles.
my planning skills rival that of a four-year-old's. why would i even consider getting a new toy considering the constant bulimia of my bank account. further more, why would i pick up a long-gun when my transportation consists of a two-wheeled, rolling, come-apart? that being said, the looks i got on the way home were well worth the trouble.
