I get bad hay fever, especially this time of year when there's bushes to hog
and weeds to eat... maybe I have a cold? Nah, it'll be fine

...
So off I go over 215 to Maggie Valley to meet Britman for the ride to Slade.
I got there Thursday evening and met up with Britman and Sandra to
listen to some live music at a place they like. I was whipped, not very
sociable and left when their food came. By the morning I was sure
I didn't need to be on a motorcycle all day for the next three days.
Britman showed up at my room at 9 this morning and I sent him on his way
with my share of the Slade room money... Fooey... I'm home now,
glad to be here and not chasing Britman through The Gorge on I-40.

I caught up with a big clog of motorcycles going back over 215,
so at least I got to chase someone!
-Mike