OK, so with the kids & school & a nice winter’s day
happening in Ol’ OJ, what better way to spend an afternoon that a quick blat on
the bikes...& possibly feed my prodigious belly!
Yes it was cold & it was a relativly short spin in the sun; it's funny, cool in the sun isn't as bad as rain is it!
The sunny spin was to a little local restaurant
on the outskirts of OJ that was busy doing the 100 mile menu thing, un-surprisingly called “Totally Local” this was all fine by me as the most important piece of this activity was that it was
enough to get us out of the house & to spend some tinme t
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| Local Beer & Wines too - off the menu for our lunch as I don't like to drink & ride! |
We even saw a punter on a Royal Enfield put past; we did the "fellow biker wave" to each other & all was good with the world!
I haope that the Enfields-man was enjoying the weather, as, in typical OJ style, “brisk” possibly “Bracing”,
but enjoyable… probably closer to the Royal Enfields traditional home of England, as opposed to it's real home of "the Sub-Continent"...
We went the other way & I beat the Child Bride to the mail box on the way home (just
to show the world that my 150cc’s of awesomeness may not be a Raj built Rocker Rocket, or a Tuff Hog, but it is still just about one of the coolest rides in OJ… Small pond though it is!)
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Yep, the Silver Surfer for all his Italian fickleness was still the first!
So Mote It Be
Leigh
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