Following another long day in the saddle, we found ourselves in Hardeeville, SC. The sun had already dipped below the abundant trees and darkness was sure to follow soon… I found us a berth for the evening. I was mightily impressed with the condition and seemingly new-found stamina of my tush!!! While I would have very much liked to have believed that was the case, I did know better…
As an afterthought just as I was about to depart Troutdude’s place a couple of weeks ago, I asked if I could try something out… He agreed, of course, so I unloaded ALI and… proceeded with the latest experiment concerning ALI’s assortment of eclectic accoutrements…
Dennis had bought Eric’s (little buddy’s) Interstate a year or two ago, and with it had come a Russell Daylong saddle. That saddle had hung in the work shop of my good friend since its arrival there…
However, when Dennis had stopped off at Lucky 13’s house on his way back from Maryland to Louisiana right after the Valk purchase, I just so happened to have been there also. I’d put that saddle on ALI for a short day-ride to see what all the fuss was about…
Yep, I had been impressed, but… That ride was not long enough for any meaningful conclusions to be formed. Plus, the appearance of those unusual looking booty perches is well… unnatural! They are also constructed in such a way as to force even a petite little thing like yours truly (I’m a little over 6’3”) to have to slide a wee bit forward just to put my feet down when stopped! I’d been impressed but not completely persuaded…
Since leaving the lair of my good friend and renowned, gifted wrench, I’ve had several long days in the saddle, and… I’m rather slow to offer enthusiastic endorsements or go all giddy over any product, so I’m still not quite ready to make any excited pronouncements or gushy utterances of being a changed consumer… However, I can say with certainty that this particular product has gotten my full attention! If this trend continues… and, I might add, I expect it will… well... To say the least, now I am really impressed!
I departed Mandeville, LA, to make a run down to Nederland, TX, to visit my former brother-in-law. We did that, then left there heading for Montgomery, AL, to attend some doctor business. We left there, thinking I would go for a visit at my cousin/brother’s place in Morehead City, NC. We made it as far as Hardeeville, SC…
Nick and I had kicked around the idea of me dropping by again soon, but we had not nailed-down anything more specific than that. I decided it might be a good idea to call ahead of my arrival… just in case… I’ve learned previously that ‘plans’ made, especially those when alcohol is involved… well, lapses in memory can be a real hazard!
It’s a good thing I did make that call. Nick had indeed made plans to do a sleep over at his girl friend’s house the following night… Oh man! I advised him to be very careful with that sort of thing, just in case he ever plans to run for political office in the future!!! You never know when some former object of our lust can pop-up and trash one’s reputation! Remember, I admonished him… you don’t have to be guilty of anything… only accused… I’m not taking sides here on the current ‘Me Too’ campaign, but I do admit to feeling extremely vulnerable these days… Being innocent of anything sinister is little consolation...
No sweat at all, he’d responded… He went on to reassure me that he could never run for public office, because he was totally unwilling to undergo the requisite surgery. Surgery, I asked? What surgery? He then explained that to be a successful politician, one must have the support of one of the major political parties. And, that neither party would think of supporting anybody who has not had the required 'integrity by-pass operation' verified by a party surgeon…
I breathed a sigh of relief… wished him good luck and happy frolicking… and told him I’d just pop in another time. A man that wise surely has his flanks well guarded... so, I'll worry no more about the outcome of his activities... As for myself... well, I've even found myself furrowing my brow at the possibility of some former 'patient' of mine back when I played 'doctor' once upon a time, long, long ago... coming forward and... Oh my!
Well, I have a follow-up doctor’s appointment back in Montgomery next Tuesday… Dang it all, another test, but what can I do…? So, the bottom line is that for now, anyway, I’m on a rather short tether… I decided to just return ‘home’ and see what my land-lady might be up to… I did call ahead, though… you know…
On the ride back to Ocala, I kept the nagging, growing 'hunger pangs' in my tummy at bay with thoughts of BBQ. I skipped on breakfast, brunch, and lunch... It did pay off, however, when I finally arrived at the target BBQ place... Sonny's BBQ in Alachua, FL. Since that meal fell between lunch and supper, I suppose I should call it a 'lupper', huh...?
DDT
