The fog was thick and wet this morning at 8am when I left the house. The weather report said visibility was 0.2 miles. I think that was optimistic. It was worse outside of town. The trees beside the road were murky, appearing like hulking rocks, then forming themselves into trunks and leaves as I moved past them in the gloom of early morning. I'd rather ride in rain than fog, the road as slick as glass, waiting for the shriek of tires....ENOUGH OF THAT!!!

I met up with Steve, who now has a new name...."What'saSTOPsignSteve". NEVER met a stop sign he could put his feet down for. (kidding, I'm kidding, keep going!)

Anyway, finally the fog burned off and even if it didn't we were already going anyway, so off we went to Kyle, Texas for the Pie Run. We always go the back way in order to distress my magic eight ball GPS as much as possible AND stay out of traffic, which today, was a very neat trick, since the sips and the Ags had a home game. The Harley peeps had a rally in San Marcos so 5 meelllion HOGS were in the vicinity too.

We made it to the Pie place and met up with the TWTex people and enjoyed their company although they did not sell coconut cream pie by the slice!? This abomination was met with silent derision. They did offer to sell me a WHOLE PIE, but I could not imagine how I could get it home in an acceptable condition on my motorcycle. The meringue you know.

So, onward. I wanted to ride over to Wimberley to my favorite petticoat and boot store and Steve is ALL ABOUT SHOPPING, so we went. Another big disappointment. My favorite store where I bought my most excellent Escada motorcycle scarf, if you can believe it, is closed forever. I just about cried. They also had the best petticoats you ever saw and I was going to get one for the Junk Gypsy Prom next week even if I had to wear it home on the bike. Don't think I wouldn't. So now we have no coconut pie and no petticoat store. But I am riding my bike and the sage is blooming.

The recent rains in the Hill Country have made the purple sage bloom, the crepe myrtles are blooming again, wildflowers are blooming, some of the creeks are running a little. It really looks pretty. So, we rode over to Luckenbach again to see the characters who congregate there. It's always interesting.

Then the ride home. We got stuck behind a big group of slow riders, I think they must have been having a parade. First them, then 4 other bikes of various "off" brands. Our GSYamakawisuzis were stacked up behind them furiously pounding our GPSs for an alternate route. Found one, peeled off, what do we find? Another parade!!

The greatest ride today was the road to Driftwood from somewhere, I dont know. Holy cow....what a great road. Then we got over I35 to Rockne, Tx and found some kind of hootenanny going on! Too bad we didn't have time to stop. It really looked like fun.

We raced the sun home and lost. It was 8:20 before I got home. The most treacherous part of the drive was the last 5 miles, from 2818, past the football stadium, where 60,000 fans were screaming, 10,000 people were roaming the streets, I think 1,000 people were in cars on the street talking on the cell phone playing chicken with me on the road.

12 hours, 350 or so miles of happy times!!

Song for today...Take it to the Limit, The Eagles

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