The Biker, The Blues & Down TimePage 3

vidual you would want to know is out here and they are all genuine in their own way. I sat back down and killed off the cigar and called Dominos for a delivery order. The maid and my thirty dollars was long gone and that was kind of humorous actually, such is life. I went back into the room with the chair in my hand and sat down at the table. I put the headphones on…… and went straight to my collection of music. I chose “Sister Golden Hair” and the song was as good as it ever was, it’s timeless. Since I had entered into this time warp seemed like a nice time to get into a bit of Blues Image and I clicked on “Ride Captain Ride”. Not the extended version but original version that was made famous by radio stations all across the states. You know sometimes the mind takes you to places and you don’t know why but what surfaced from my past was Classic IV’s “Spooky” and what a cut. A killer sax part that communicates the romantic notion between a guy and the girl he adores. Of course the polar opposite would be Rory Gallagher’s rendition of “I Wonder Who”. He ponders the proverbial question - whose gonna walk you home every Friday night? Absolutely, positively driving soul influenced blues rock with a bass line that is powerful, a lead guitar kicking ass and keys that are crisp and clean. Pizza arrived right on cue and afterwards I called Uber. I am going to The Zoo early and grab some suds and a good stool for the viewing and the tunes. I arrived safely as Jasper the driver dude was not only a good driver but cordial just as Uber would have it be. Inside the music was hot, the beer was cold and a good seat could be found. I be happy babies, I be one happy dude. I wondered if the place passed out safety belts because I felt one coming on and I did not want to fall of that stool. Well they didn’t and neither did I but that night was right in there with the best of them. Then all I had to wonder about was the Uber ride back and hanging out for one more day until the part arrived. I survived and the only amusing piece of the stay was that each day when I saw the maid, the front desk man’s wife too funny. The part arrived and I asked the desk clerk if he had some tools I could use, he did and I used them and returned them clean. I had a hard time with the dual throttle cables but in turned out ok. Now where was I going to go next? First I thought about the west coast as that is a good ride, then I wondered how would one get their scooter over to Hawaii? Then I thought about Mexico that could be cool except the border issue might make it rather not so cool so I wasn’t sure. So it was best to just plan the next stop moving west and then think it through as I would go along. That’s the thing about being free, if you can handle it, freedom that is, you have all the time in the world and it’s a big world to explore. What’s the rush anyway? Scooter started right up. I pulled onto I-80 heading west, it was another good day. Two bikers passed by me as I entered from the ramp. They were all smiles and so was I. Life on the road, what’s not to like? Me, I am doing it on my home made chopper, listening to blues and meeting cool people. Well almost all are cool, there was this one deputy in Alabama but that’s another story for another day. Peace….