2,589.8 miles ridden.
94,922 feet climbed.
The biggest event of the day was Island Girl showing up at the McBRAAM nightly food fest, which was in full swing at a little Italian diner on Main St. in Perry. Through the front door and right into the middle of my chicken Alfredo she walked. What a sight for a worn out wayfarer such as I.
I guess she got tired of holding down the fort back in Simi Valley by her lonesome. She tells of unexpected trials and tribulations, the kind that only happen when the honey-doer is away. There was the master bedroom smoke detector battery that went belly up on Day 3, and has been chirping its "battery dead" warning ever since. There was the front yard tree that was blown over by the Santa Ana winds. And there was the hot water heater that quit heating.
Solution....book a ticket in the friendly skies and add some much needed female presence to the boys' little month long sabbatical from reality and responsibility. And this is one sun burnt, wind blown, lead legged, under-nourished, rest deprived boy who is glad she did.
Oh, and we did ride today. Through yet more cotton fields and something new...peanut fields. And under yet again a clear blue sunny sky.
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1 pretty wife who joined the fun.
1 happy husband.
1 ice cream sandwich eaten by SAGMan (an apparent weakness to which he is just now confessing).
Hotel: Microtel, 5 of 5 stars (nice and new).
Restaurant: Rusty's Bar & Grill, 5 of 5 stars (excellent Italian, made better by Kathy's appearance).
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