Everyone grab a cold one, or two, sit back, and join me for a ride.... --------- 2/17/07 I awakened to a familiar feeling. My two-wheeled brothers out there know this feeling. I was being drawn somewhere. No particular destination, but drawn nonetheless. I could feel a song resonating within my soul, but that singer, the open road, she had someone else singing melody today. I recognized her, too. She's the one who sings to our friends who ride the waves out there, who are drawn out in the cold and the damp to catch that one perfect wave. She was pulling me, too. I remember her from SCUBA and from riding the longboard.
