Nothing is Sacred

Not a lot has happened since the crime Alley wrote about previously. The reward has been collected. It seems that Alley was under the impression that if she confessed to the crime, she could collect the 2500 pounce treats! Based on her confession, the treats have been awarded to the two falsely accused felines.

Since not much has been happening, we thought we would share this with you.  “She” was careless and left her journal where we could get to it. She should know that in a house where felines have DSL and their own weblog, nothing is sacred! Here are a couple of entries we copied down.

Friday, July 25, 2008 – Well, once again, the weather forecast prevented us from riding the Harley in to work.  However, by the time we left work and returned home, not a drop of rain had fallen!  We finally took our chances at about 6:00 pm, and got on the bike and went for a ride. We went to BamaJama’s house for a very short visit, then by Starbuck’s to stock up on whole beans to feed our espresso habit. Then, we rode home in the dark. It was a first for me to be on the bike after dark, but it was a lot of fun.

Saturday, July 26, 2008 – The forecasters were predicting rain again, but we actually agreed to just go ahead and take our chances.  We loaded up on the bike and visited our favorite little breakfast place. Our friends there all wished us well and sent us off full and happy.  We rode about 40 miles and visited the Bass Pro Shop where we invested in a couple of rainsuits. We packed them into the saddlebags and hit the open road. We had the best time riding the country roads. It’s amazing how paths you’ve travelled thousands of times suddenly seem new when you are on a motorcycle. We didn’t have a destination in mind, we just rode until we were ready to turn back. On the way back home there was a huge black cloud overhead, and we just knew we could outrun it, but unfortunately, that didn’t happen!  We were very near Lake Martin when the cloud burst, so we pulled over under some trees to put on our rainsuits (in the POURing rain – it’s a shame we didn’t get them on before the rain started!).  A very nice man was pulling out of the road we turned into who saw the predicament we were in and told us we could go down the road about a mile to a lake house and wait it out on the porch. It was so nice of him to do that, but because the road was red dirt, *** wasn’t willing to take the bike down it. So, we got our jackets on and drove about a mile in the downpour to Kowliga where there is an open-air church we knew we could use for shelter. We got there safely, though soaked to the bone! There were also several pontoon boats pulled up and the lake visitors were taking shelter from the lightning, as well. It was actually pretty fun. We were drenched, but it was quite an adventure. After waiting there for about 45 minutes, the rain finally slacked off and the lightning eventually quit and we headed on home. Instead of being miserable because we were wet and cold, we were laughing like kids. That was actually the closest I’ve come, in years, to the feeling I used to get when I was a child playing in the rain. Unfortunately, I didn’t have my camera, as the battery needed charging, so there are no pictures. It was actually a very good day, and all in all, we rode about 160 miles. The longest ride we’ve done so far!

So, you can see where most of her time and attention has been focused. That’s okay. When they come home after a long ride, and take their showers, they are so tuckered out there’s hardly anything to do other than settle down in a chair and hold a couple of cats. I got no problem with that!



2 thoughts on “Nothing is Sacred

  1. I can’t wait to come back and ride on the new bike. I assume there will be no problems with me borrowing it and riding back home on it. I will of course return it when I get a chance.


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