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Sunday, January 01, 2006

The Best Way . . .

. . . to start the New Year!

Our local H.O.G. Chapter had planned a New Year's Day afternoon ride, if the weather cooperated, and even though the forecast was calling for thunderstorms later in the afternoon/evening, fourteen bikes and twenty-three bikers met to ride through the countryside and end at Johnny Carino's Italian Restaurant a couple of towns over.     Granted, the temps were a little brisk, but the skies were bright and blue when we were heading out.     That's what layers are all about.

I started out with my whisper-pink silk, spun cotton and lace two-piece long johns, jeans and a camel cashmere turtleneck sweater, leathers (chaps and an old-school bomber H-D jacket in black, orange and tan), black cashmere scarf, glove liners, leather gloves, 1/2 face black ninja mask, black wool socks, and high-top black H-D riding boots.     It was still a little chilly during the ride - just around my face - but, it was still a great ride . . . the perfect way to begin the New Year . . . on the back of a Harley!

We arrived at the restaurant and were given our own private room.     After our late lunch, we looked outside and noticed that the storm clouds were rolling in -- fast.     Everyone, instead of riding back as a group, made decisions to trek off on their own quickest paths to their houses, trying to beat the threatening rains.     We made it home without getting wet -- barely.

I've never been one to partake of the "traditional" New Year's Day fare.     I don't know if that has helped or hurt my chances of good luck but, I can't bear the thought of eating black-eyed peas, hog jowl, collard greens and such.     I may be a true Southern Belle, but that type of food just doesn't appeal to me.     My lunch was Penne Alfredo and a house salad with vinaigrette.     Perhaps this will give me good luck for traveling to Tuscany or Wine Country this year???

I hope everyone else had a WONDERFUL New Year's Eve Celebration and a TERRIFIC New Year's Day filled with joyous expectations for the new year ahead!

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