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, September 5, 2009
Red, we all know one..
We all have a friend or know someone named Red..I know four of them..Red #3 is a cowboy, real life makes his living working cows. I'm looking for a shack and he has some stuff in strange spots so I called him yesterday and asked if he had anything open..He say's ya..I branding in the morning outside Gustine why don't come by..I got direction and a good nights sleep..
About 4am I'm sitting back and a thought came to me..I have a friend who I have never rode with..we talked about riding to nowhere and the in between to nowhere was Andersons Split Pea soup in Santa Nella..So instead jumping in the truck I got acquainted with the Shovel and took the high road to 33..and had that missed breakfast from the past..It only left me hungry..
Now I had never pounded any pavement in the back roads of Los Banos..If your looking for some sights, sneaky frickin corners..cows and cruise..Jump off I-5 in Santa Nella and head west on Henry Miller Rd..Take a left on Treasure Island and ride..just go..Don't stop at Red #3's spead unless your wanting to work..After about 20 years not riding and roping by noon the score was Rat-2 and the little cows -17..No shack but a 120 year old adobe if I want it..
The ride renewed and reinvigorated..Got the urge to write...11 chapters down in the Rat book..No stories just some biker lore with a twist..I'm going to try a readers digest a chapter or two and post them..Writing started out so easy until one day I drew a blank..So here I sit..see ya..