After our monthly business meeting, 7 Sandies explored 136 miles of backroads and stopped for food.
The Cat Herder headed straight north towards Crestview and Baker. We made a brief stop to reattach Sam’s sena unit to her helmet. It had leapt for freedom, but forgot it was still tethered with audio wires. MacRocket pointed out that his helmet has all of the electronics packaged inside the shell; he doesn't have to worry about such trifling incidentals. He says it plays music well, but he had never bothered to try and talk to anyone else using it.
Back on the road, we meandered through the backroads past the Strawberry fields. From there, we looped back to Holt on some partially shaded and fairly fresh blacktop.
I was very happy to avoid as much sunshine as I could on the canopied backroads.
We saw lots of families enjoying the holiday weekend. Picnic goers, swimmers, boaters were all enjoying the shade from the trees and the cool water of the river. We rode into downtown Milton and parked all together in front of Boomerang Pizza Kitchen. We went inside and gathered around a dim table in the back. M2 Sensei and I had a brief battle over which lefty got the seat with elbow room. I didn’t try hard because that seat faces backwards… I was taught to respect my elders...
…ok, it was because Michael won.
Munchkin decided that he was only having dessert. Forever a thoughtful husband, he ordered a to-go dessert for Hellen (who didn’t make it out with us today). JoeJoe might have a picture of Dave eating ice cream in a strange bowl made for traveling.
Feel free to ask him about the origins of said ice cream.
I split off as the group headed south on 87. My ride home was uneventful and I somehow managed to sweat out the entire glass of tea I had just enjoyed. I imagine the rest of the group's ride south was the same. I'm betting they had more cars and standstills though. I briefly considered 90, or some long way around route back towards Niceville. I ended up opting for the quickest path; traffic wasn't too bad for I-10 on the weekend before Labor Day.
We missed those that couldn’t make it, but were happy to enjoy the day together.
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