Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Chili beans and cheese cake..

Must of been October 1985 the boat was headed back to Ft.Meyers and I was riding to meet it at the home port. We had been shrimping out of Aransas Pass Tx..Nice morning ride but anyone who has traveled along the Gulf of Mexico knows that can change in a hurry..Weather held good as I made my way through Texas and into Louisiana..

A few miles outside of Lake Charles I can see the line of ugly black clouds rolling in off the gulf. Now it doesn't take this ole boy getting caught in many barn busting storms to figure out you really don't want to be riding in in them so as I pull into Lake Charles I start looking for a place to hold up for the night..A little motel with a dinner and 7/11 across the street looks like a place to light and lets this pass..I pull the FXST in..

As I walk through the door of the office the lady behind the desk look up and say's Hi I'm Desirae can I help you..Now she had the cutest accent I had ever heard..I still enjoy it today..I ask for a room at the end if she has one..She laughs and says ain't no one here but you so take your choice..I'm thinking the farther away the easier to roll the bike in inside without getting caught so I ask for they very end, pay and head out..

Roll up, jump off and pop the door..Nice clean room, fresh paint and clean carpet..damn..a few drops are starting to fall as I look around and see if the coast is clear..just as I start through the door I hear the deep drawl..hey you can put that thing in a garage..damn busted..I stop in my tracks and back it up a little just to see this tall stingbean come out of the room next door with a paint brush in his hand..He reaches out his right hand and tells me my names Coy and me and my wife own this place, with the bank that is..let me open the work shop for you..

He point the way back and heads to the shop..we share a little small talk and as he pops the door I see an old Indian sitting on a stand..rusty and worn but it seems to be all in one piece..Wow that your,,Coy tells me bought it for $200.00 a few years back and has been working on it a little at a time..it ran when he got but won't start anymore..I just don't have time to work on it..someday it will get restored..Hey, Desi is making her chili beans tonight..come on over to the dinner and try a bowl..

Well I clean up and head over to the dinner, the chili beans are to die for I have attempted to copy the recipe for years..we talked for a few hours, not many people coming in and rain was pour down..Coy grew up riding and had a 76 FL sitting at home..they didn't get there much since buying the motel and dinner..Both of them were born and raised in Lake Charles..Desi comes out of the kitchen about then with a huge slice of home made cheese cake..and chicory coffee..The perfect end to a cool night of talking bikes, life and making new friends..

Waking up the next morning with the sun shining through the window, got to roll to nice to waste a warm October day..Jumbo for lunch sounds like a winner..As I head out we wish each other luck and I roll..I stopped in many times in the 80's and lost contact with Coy and Desi until the cell phone age came to be..411 them one day and got through..we trade emails and a call from time to time..Got an email from Desi a few days ago..Guess what, Coy just finished the Indian..I had damn near forgot about it..Send some picks Desi I'm sure all our friends here would like to desi as much as I would..

Rat

8 comments:

Lady Ridesalot said...

Very cool post. It's nice how you kept in touch for a while. You never know who your next new friend will be, or where you'll meet. This dude and his wife sounds like great people.

ratone said...

We lost touch for about 10 years..it is about time for a road trip and this might be a good place to go..

mq01 said...

WOOHOO...ROADTRIP...

Bitchy said...

I myself have been Houma sick and just can not get Cajun country out of my heart or off my mind.. The people, the food, the attiudes Damn Rat I just might see you there

FLHX_Dave said...

This was another cool post. You're a better man than I am...I wouldn't have kept in touch.

I would say it's a damn good place to go. At least you know at the end of the run there is going to be someone there who wants to see you instead of telling you to move on.

ratone said...

Bitchy,,,life is slow, food good and too much..best coffee around..Dave over the years it seems I have met a few people who have stuck in my mind..These are just plain good folks..

Bitchy said...

Rat, Damn good folk there and my heart will always belong to Cajun country...And that fine coffee is one of my weakness, I have that stuff shiped to me where ever I go...

ratone said...

Thanks Bitchy, just spent my life saving at Orleans coffee exchange..Oh well thing we will do for a good cup..LOL