Despite the fact that my BFF was out of town this weekend, I decided to take a solo adventure out to some of my favorite spots in the Texas Hill Country. I had narrowed down my adventure to two possible activities. The first option being a rally in New Braunfels that was hosting a ride in bike show with a category for “stock motorcycles”. I spent a couple hours on Friday afternoon detailing Bob and even leather conditioning his seat and roll back – he was a sure win.
After I was done, we were sharing a beer and he ultimately told me that he really could give a shit what some judge thought about him. That he was built for danger and adventure… not sitting in a taped off area with a number next time him. He was right. Thanks to his wisdom we both had an awesome day which unfortunately had to conclude way to soon.
By the end of it however I had ridden just over 350 miles, sampled delicious food and beer, saw what seemed to be hundreds of thousands of wildflowers, sampled more delicious beer (the first being at 9:42 am at Harry’s), and came across four other traveling brothers.
Stops Along The Way
April 20th, 2008 at 1:19 pm #Chris
Let’s go to Luckenbach, Texas
with Waylon and Willie and the boys.
This successful life we’re living
got us feuding like the Hatfields and McCoys.
Between Hank Williams’ pain songs,
An’ Newberry’s train songs,
An’ “Blue Eyes Cryin’ In The Rain,”
Out in Luckenbach, Texas,
Ain’t nobody feeling no pain.