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It's taken me well over six days to get over these flu symptoms that for some reason would not let go of me. Today I woke up feeling better than what I've felt for what now seems an eternity. It turned out that on my last outing on the CB I had filled the tank, and she had sat in the garage with a full tank and nowhere to go. At exactly 9:AM with 4,083 miles on the odometer, I suited up (boots and all) and headed north on Hwy 441 from Boca Raton to Palm Beach. The plan was to follow 441 West and take it all the way to Pahokee on Lake Okeechobee. Once I got to Pahokee I stretched my legs and continued north on 441 (the prettiest scenery of the trip) past Taylor Creek up to the town of Okeechobee. This consumed some 110 miles since departing the house.

If any of you are familiar with the state of Florida, you will know from your travels here just how flat it all is. Well, flat terrain aside the beautiful countryside available along my chosen route made it all worthwhile. This is cattle country here in Southern Florida and there are many interesting creeks and larger rivers that almost beg one to park by the road and explore the scene. After almost 140 miles I passed Fort Drum, it was almost ten minutes after I passed a gas station that my fuel quantity began to flash. Not a problem I thought since there had been plenty of stations up to this part of my trip. Well, as the miles passed that miles to go counter just kept ticking down so I decided to cut my speed down from the posted 60 MPH to just below 50. There is a feeling that a pilot experiences when flying over water on a single engine at night that seems to affect the muscles that force your butt to sort of "pucker". I had not felt that sensation in years. Yet here I was in broad daylight on land on my CB and no station in sight. The tension would lessen slightly when some prehistoric insect would impact my helmet with a sudden plop and there would be one more victim joining those already stuck there. The Florida Turnpike passed under my stretch of rode and I began to ponder that maybe I could be better off switching to a far busier route. Just about then in the distance I could make out what I could swear were some sort of structures. I was not going to get too excited until I had better proof. And this is how I came to "Yeehaw Junction". I filled my tank with regular had a soda and took off down the road without any trace or need of that dreaded "pucker reflex".

After 30 miles I turned off on Hwy 192 heading East straight to Melbourne Fl. and on to AIA (the coastal scenic route) but finally turned back for something to eat and the convenience of I-95 heading south. I made it back to Boca Raton at exactly 5:35 PM. I had ridden 379 miles in a little over eight hours.

Other than almost running my CB out of gas and almost ruining a perfect day on the bike, I'm very pleased to still feel the joy one gets when all is right with the world. I would do it again in a New York second. Yes, there was a minor "pucker" interlude, but hey, it's part of feeling alive![/b]

Hiram, I'm glad you've recovered from the 'flu. Take heart: six days isn't bad in the modern world. The 'flu is induced by a virus and can linger for anything up to six weeks. Still, taking a ride on the CB is not such a bad way to reconnect with the pleasant things in life.

I was so excited at the idea that any place could be called 'Yeehaw Junction' that I googled it and found this:


Finally, forgive my ignorance, but what's a New York second? Do they measure time differently there?

(05-20-2015, 07:31 PM)Cormanus_imp Wrote: [ -> ]Hiram, I'm glad you've recovered from the 'flu. Take heart: six days isn't bad in the modern world. The 'flu is induced by a virus and can linger for anything up to six weeks. Still, taking a ride on the CB is not such a bad way to reconnect with the pleasant things in life.

I was so excited at the idea that any place could be called 'Yeehaw Junction' that I googled it and found this:


Finally, forgive my ignorance, but what's a New York second? Do they measure time differently there?

C,

The phrase is ( A NEW YORK MINUTE )

Definition: To do something fast without delay " I would buy that motorcycle in a New York Minute at that price" or
" I would eat that "Wedge" in a New York Minute.

Now you ask what is a wedge and how do you eat that.

Know only as a wedge in the New York Metro lower Hudson Valley of New York, consist of your favorite food and a long piece of Italian bread. Otherwise know as a sub,hoagie, hero, grinder in other parts of the country.
Nice ride report V, I know that area well

Thank you, CIP. A wedge here could be a slice of pizza or, more likely, a chunk of potato cooked in oil in the oven. Not quite a fry.

A wedgie on the other hand ....

Nice report. Florida is a land of beauty different than anywhere else I've ridden.

A wedge here in Cinti is most likely 1/4 of a head of lettuce to be eaten as a salad. They simply cut a head of lettuce in half, cut one 1/2 in half and the wedge that's left is brought to you on a plate with a couple slices of onion and tomato and some dressing of your choice.

(05-20-2015, 07:31 PM)Cormanus_imp Wrote: [ -> ]Hiram, I'm glad you've recovered from the 'flu. Take heart: six days isn't bad in the modern world. The 'flu is induced by a virus and can linger for anything up to six weeks. Still, taking a ride on the CB is not such a bad way to reconnect with the pleasant things in life.

I was so excited at the idea that any place could be called 'Yeehaw Junction' that I googled it and found this:


Finally, forgive my ignorance, but what's a New York second? Do they measure time differently there?

Well, they say that anything occurring in the city of New York, occurs at a pace twice that of the normal universe. A "New York second" refers to something that only a New Yorker will respond, react, or ignore in less time as any other "normal" human could possibly respond to, or come up with. This, along with many other fallacies are the stuff that anyone living in that great city have come to accept as fact as to what is acquired by just living there.

we have the opposite problem here in Cinti

CINCINNATI

"When the end of the world comes, I want to be in Cincinnati because it's always twenty years behind the times."

- This quote has been attributed to Mark Twain,

I can't help but to clear up what I think to be an important point. A "wedge" as experienced to a discomfort suffered in that general area, is nothing in comparison to the automatic pucker that is sensed when there is doom about to enter your life. The immediate relief experienced when all turns well after all is also a great sense of joy.

Mark Twain was a treasure beyond value. I'm to.d he once said 'cauliflower is just cabbage with a college education.'

Do you have daylight saving in the U.S.? Where, come summer, you put your clocks forward an hour?

We have it in parts of Australia, but my current home state, Queensland refuses to play.

For a long time Queensland had a reactionary government which effectively managed a gerrymander that kept it in power. Eventually its criminality and incompetence caught up with it and it was replaced. A former Prime Minister of the the country once said to the Premier elected at that time, "It's good to come to Queensland now, I only have to put my watch back an hour rather than a whole generation."

(05-21-2015, 12:20 AM)Hiram E. Varona_imp Wrote: [ -> ]I can't help but to clear up what I think to be an important point. A "wedge" as experienced to a discomfort suffered in that general area, is nothing in comparison to the automatic pucker that is sensed when there is doom about to enter your life. The immediate relief experienced when all turns well after all is also a great sense of joy.

Cormanus.. Yes for the most part. We have states that wont play either

Spring forward- fall back is the common saying for changing your clocks to coinside with DST