black chevrolet

It seems we ought to have a patch.

We've only done two rides but they've been so much fun. We see the world as a work of art, whether by the hand of man or by the hand of God - we seek tangible experience of Someplace by plowing through its air, listening to its sounds, feeling the mood of its people, and then coming to a stop in a corner and quietly watching them march by.

Our favorite views are restaurant windows looking out, and mountaintops looking down, and lakesides and oceansides looking across. Our favorite food is the favorite food of Someplace, our favorite music is the wind through the helmets, our favorite conversation is silence.

We ride machinery (old and new and old-and-new) that gets tweaked and maintained and talked about every other day. We're always on the watch for someone else's idea of a cool car. And there is never any week's notice, never a planned stop or a planned meal, we ride to ride, ride to be free from all that planned-out smartness and efficiency. We never ride to get anywhere, except accidentally, because we're already there.

And we've got a long long list of California places to see...

We need a patch