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They seemed like a nice lot in spite of their professions. One of them said, "Oh! Oh! We have a car! Please, can you take us to the liquor store??" Uh ... OK. I guess you can't bike and booze? Off we went to find a liquor store, which they seemed to locate with no difficulties. One said he wanted to pick up some scotch. I busted out laughing! I exclaimed (it was that kind of day...), "You're going to drink scotch and then get on a bicycle? What makes you think THAT'S a good idea????" He assured me that he'd done it before and it worked for him. He said the scotch helps him sleep better at night. Uh ... OK!! But the thought of having to ride a bike on a hot Kansas day in the wind with a hangover isn't one that's appealing to me!!!!! I told Tresa that I felt like I was abandoning her! I'd just driven the road they were about to ride and I guarantee, there is nothing interesting about that road!! She assured me this was something she WANTED to do. OK! Whatever! I said goodbye and left her with her tent, her bike, her buddies and a bottle of scotch. Me? I was on my way to Leoti, Kansas! [continue reading...] |