The Rat and Friend's road story's and rants..bikes, rides, roads, eats, place to go and places to stay..Bikes damn it..
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Age has not a fricking thing to do with being smart..
Dirty Ernie called like on Monday, Hey Bro me and the old lady want to buy you dinner at the casino..My reply was just ring bro..Knowing my long time bud,,if he was taking me to dinner it was going to cost me..or I would be eating hot dogs standing by the penny slots..Can't say no to a bro and it is the though that counts..
Couple of day's later To Tall Tim calls and say's Ernie had invited him to ride up with us,,any problems,,no dude..never..Now the what the fucks going on is swimming around in my head..Maybe Ernie hit the lotto, have fun with it..
Friday rolls up and got some sprinkles dripping in the morning. About 10am The call comes, are we on Bro..it might rain..so let's ride the Mary and Tim's wife can take your truck..see I knew it was going to cost me..cool dirty one,,what's the witching hour..5pm my house,,be there..
I roll the Shovel out at 4:30..fire it up..rap the pipes to piss off the neighbors hand Dot the key's to my truck and me and To Tall roll them for Ernie's..raining a bit now but what are we men or pussies..Well fuck we won't melt..I hope..We hit Ernie's the ladies do what ever it is they do and we hit the road..About the time we hit the 99 it was a good steady rain..traffics mild and the road is still the road..
About the first exit into Fresno a local yokel in a new Challenger pulls up along the straight pipe side and proceeds to give me the I'm a bad cop eyeball..Well I gave him the finger..it was on the clutch side, high on the ape and other side of the bike so there was a small chance he missed it..He stuck his ass right there, one exit OK, second exit your getting on my nerves, third exit I have had enough..crank the throttle back and blow by Ernie..Loud and proud and pissing off the crowd..OK jerk off there's the chance, take it..He rolls up, smiles and gives me a thumbs up while getting off the road..OK got me asshole..LOL
We jump the 41 through town and up the hill to Coursegold..When we hit 41 we had the groove on..wet or not we ride to enjoy and a little bobbing and weaving with cation was in store..we rode hard..we were safe yet still absorbed in the reckless abandon of the ride..Hit the passing lane, roll right and go..make some noise,,feel the elements, vibration, stones in the road..ride the shear wall at 70..the sound of three Harleys winding up in a stone canyon for a mile is heart stopping..I can never get enough..Drop off the last turn coming in to the Casino, wishing it would rain for ever and the road would never end..
We had steak for dinner, my wallet never came out..as we walked out I asked Ernie what's up..He punches me on the arm and say's just thinking of you Bro..Well Ernie just thinking of you Bro, just thinking of you..