New Years .. The Ride That Didn't Happen! I loaded up my trusty
Triumph and headed to Costa Mesa on the afternoon
of the 31st ..
figured
to take in the annual New Years Run. New Years was
fun at
Tim and Janis’ pad with the usual game of trivial
pursuit, it was great to
see
Larry and Jen. Vic Sucker came in from Arizona with his new
motor
home! Tom hart was present with virtually all his relatives! A
great
time indeed.
Morning rolled around and the only bike that showed
up was Tom Hart ..
typical ..
Tom is the most die hard rider in the world. He’d
show up in a
blizzard!
Hobo John brought Jim Cameron over for a visit. Jim is one of
the
last of the original Boozefighters alive today. The
reason I didn't ride
was
entirely Tims fault. The Graber fridge in the garage
was overstocked ..
and I
mean overstocked!
12 o’clock rolls around ..
1 o’clock rolls around .. all
of a sudden it's 2:15
in
the morning and Tim is off to the jacuzzi. What the hell .. talk about a
bad
influence. Shame, shame. By 9:30, I'm usually sound
asleep.
Needless to say, by morning I was hung over and
just flat exhausted.
By the time I got home I had a fever 101! I think
Tim rode with Tom back
up
to Long Beach, but I'm not sure as by this time I'd taken ill and was
bedridden .. all brought on by the goings on at the Graber household!
Shame .. shame .. shame