Motorcycles

[Mattu]

My Weekend:

I planned to leave on Friday, but got tied up with something. Ended up going to bed early then getting up on Saturday morning, early, and getting the heck outta T-Town.

Hopped on that big, sexy 1800cc beast of mine, headed straight for Panama City Beach on Saturday.

What a ride! Longest ride that I think I've been on. Beautiful day. No clounds in the sky, about 85 degrees.

It's about 100 miles to PCB from where I am, so it makes for a good cruise.

I wired my helmet on Friday to my MP3 player, so I was ready to rock and roll.

Get into PCB about noon. Stopped by a relative's house, trying to stay for free. Nobody home. Called on their cellphone, didn't answer because they didn't know my number. Didn't return call. Doh. Think it was planned or word got out I was coming....arr...So I headed for the beach.

Lots of people there, wasn't expecting to be so busy. Had to go to 4 hotels before I found an open room. Found one. Cost me $100 for the night. Nice place. Huge pool, great location on West end of beach (nicer water, less crowded).

Took all of 5 minutes to find room and take my shirt off to reveal that big, manly, hairy chest of mine. Went running straight for the water. Dove in and spent most of day in the water. Women everywhere. woo hoo.

Around 5 pm, hop on the bike (no helmet, since you can only go 35mph or so). Go get some grub. Grouper fingers, fries, PEPSI. Yee haw.

Time for another cruise. Sun is starting to go down, cooling off. So, I take my hat, put it on backwards, put the RayBan shades on and get my pimp-drive on. Oh yeah, it works.

Get going down Front Beach road, the women are walking down the roads everywhere, some wearing hardly anything (AMEN!). Obviously, I have the baddest bike on the road. These little squirrely guys with their girlfriends riding on the rented 50cc scooters just cry when I pull up next to them. So I give it a good rev to make their hearts pound. Had I been pulling a U-haul trailer behind me, I'd made a lot of men single. That was the most fun. Rolling up to a red light and giving a big grin to the guy driving the girlfriend. The girls would just go nuts pointing at me (yes, me, I'm sure it wasn't the bike) and you could hear them asking the b/f to rent one "like that!" ... not to mention the girls on the sidewalks walking by themselves. They would scream and wave as well. One even screamed something about me, their baby, something, couldn't make it all out.

So, after driving nearly to Destin (I'd guess 50 miles?), I turn around. Rinse, lather, repeat last paragraph.

[error in transmission of details] About 11pm rolls around, I'm whipped. Time to sleep. Get up this morning, go to FunLand to play Deer Hunter and get breakfast...then go to relatives. Amazing! On my way OUT of town, they are there and welcome me. Spend a few minutes there, then hit the highway. Nearly get ran over by a US Mail truck, then make it into town around 2pm.

And here I sit. Toasted from the sun. Time to go through TOS reports, now.

MB

Edit: Crap, it's Mother's Day! Totally forgot. Gotta go see what I can whip up.