Ha!!!
Yeah, we forgot about a lot of things, once the drinking started...
After lane-splitting for 20 miles, I decided it was time to get off the slab and take IZ the last 15 miles or so through the hills above Carpinteria and Montecito.
Now, I've talked about this little stone bridge over this little creek on the 192 before in previous posts. Well, IZ comes around this little lefthander and throttles up. Too late, he sees me go over the bridge. Oops...
IZ was a trooper. After missing an exit that would have given him smooth sailing, he lane-split for over an hour through LA traffic... And LIKED IT!!!
He showed up at my school right around pick up time, fought all the parents' SUV's in the parking lot, and then followed my crazy ass another 45+ minutes up to Santa Barbara.
I made several new friends (that I've known for years) this weekend. This little community of ours here on the interwebz is one of the greatest groups I've ever been a part of. I've competed at a high level in several different sports, played in world renowned concert halls with several symphony orchestras, and teach with an amazing crew at my school.
But, the fact that someone can ride 10+ hours to meet someone he knows only from a bunch of snarky remarks and innapropriate jokes, follow them through obnoxious traffic, through tight and twisty backroads, over jumps, all in the name of camraderie and a good time, speaks volumes about what this forum is about.
Thank you DMF'rs!!! You're frackin' unbelievable!
