Liquid Lunch
Gopher-land was driving me insane yesterday. I was just sitting in my grey-walled cube… twitching. I had to get out. I had to escape. I rode the YZF into the office, so the obvious choice was to hit the hills instead of eating lunch.
I took Hwy 26 East and hooked up with Skyline at Sylvan. I traveled north, ridge riding, gliding through the curves and relaxing through the shaded straights. Eventually, I reached Rocky Point Rd where the pavement ends. I turned around and started wandering. Turning right on some unknown and unremembered road, I rolled through massive trees, clear cuts, and farm lands. Roadies were on every road. I couldn’t blame them and tried to give extra room. I simply cruised… no carving, staying close to the speed limit. I ventured down through Helvetia, then over to Rock Creek, back up to Skyline, Germantown Rd, Keiser, and Cornell.
Over 50 miles and 90 minutes later I was:
- back at the office.
- back in my cube.
- back to my beloved code.
