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Title: Best day of the year...
Post by: frankenduck on October 20, 2011, 01:17:46 PM: (http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j246/smithduck/111019_sea2rm/oh1_logo.jpg)

Off-season + mid-week = no traffic.

From my campsite on the coast north of Westport this morning at 9:15 after breaking camp:

(http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j246/smithduck/111019_sea2rm/oh1_111020.jpg)

Posted from Ft. Bragg.

Yeehaw.....
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: Red on October 20, 2011, 06:46:37 PM: NICE! I'm sooooo jealous .... ;)
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: johnny on October 20, 2011, 07:22:06 PM: we spoke to the frankenduck at 3:30pm...

us at san fransicko airport... him at the golden gate bridge... thought about a meet up at the half moon bay... butts we didnt wanna battle the local commute traffic...

j o
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: CRASH on October 20, 2011, 07:25:24 PM: Awwww ... PERFECT excuse for a Betty Burger ... sigh.
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: Crapdealerbob on October 21, 2011, 12:37:10 AM: Sweet

We did that ride back in 1996

Jealousy rears it's ugly head ...again
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: frankenduck on October 22, 2011, 01:05:15 AM: Need to change the topic title to "My best two days of riding EVER." My visor got hit by exactly one drop of rain in Oregon on Wednesday. And every single road I was on was the cleanest I've ever seen it. Yesterday was great. Today was awesome!

And PR2s ROCK!
Title: Re: Best day of the year...
Post by: Loran6 on November 24, 2011, 05:59:07 AM: I have never been one to celebrate holidays, whether it is Christmas, or Valentine's Day, or Easter, or Birthdays (including my own); to me, these days of the year are just that, another day of the year. I have been this way from an early age, just prior to hitting my teen years. There was no tragedy, religious experience or dramatic event that turned me off to these "special days", but rather a conscious decision on my own part.

The only holiday I have always enjoyed is Thanksgiving, as it is one of the few excuses my family has had to travel across the country, or down the road, and spend time with one another. And it is one of the few that has not, as of yet (knock on wood), been completely bastardized into a Hallmark buying frenzy. Even in that, I do not see myself as celebrating the Thanksgiving holiday, but rather enjoying the reunion with family and friends. A distinction perhaps only to myself.

For me the holidays are generally a charade. A day or two a year that people celebrate the birth of a friend, the love for another, the joy of their religious beliefs, or any of a number of other things. I, we, should not have to be told to purchase a gift for a friend or a loved one simply because of the calendar date. We should not have to be reminded to remember our deity. For if these things only occur because they are marked upon a calendar, do they really matter?

To me, everyday should be a celebration of those things. Being a Christian (Pastafarian really), I try to enjoy the Christmas spirit year round, much to the annoyance of those who know me. Between January and November of each year, you will be hard pressed to find a day that I am not singing Christmas songs aloud and at random. Come December, in proper spirit, I switch to Easter songs. If I see a gift that someone I care about might like and I can afford, I buy it and give it as a gift. Now. Not when their birthday or another holiday rolls around. Perhaps I am just odd. Alright, I am just odd, but in this case I don't see my behavior as strange, only as doing what I see as right.

The major exception to all my bah-humbugness is my daughter. With her, and for her, I celebrate all of the holidays. Each and every year she is my valentine. On Christmas I try to provide a few gifts for her to unwrap and enjoy. The same for each holiday she has chosen to celebrate, but I still never lose sight of the everyday. Each day she has been and will be in my life is the most precious gift of all. And I cherish all of these days.