07-19-2025, 01:43 AM
I ran into my old doppelganger this evening. A little over a year ago, I started seeing a guy near my office riding a '14 CB1100 a few times, but more frequently on an Enfield 650 twin with a sidecar. We'd chat when we saw each other, and I thought it was quite interesting that someone in my area had two of the same bikes I have.
Since my old company shut down and I'm not in that area much anymore, I wasn't sure if I'd see him again. This evening, Mrs. G was finishing work in Huntington Beach two towns over from my old office and wanted me to meet her at a restaurant near her that she'd been wanting to try.
I jumped on my CB and headed toward the restaurant. A few blocks away, the traffic in my lane started slowing quite a bit. I changed lanes to get past the slow-down, and at the head of the slow traffic, there he was, trundling along on the sidecar rig at about 25 mph. I gave him a wave as I passed, and he recognized me and waved back.
I was wondering when I'd see him again.
Since my old company shut down and I'm not in that area much anymore, I wasn't sure if I'd see him again. This evening, Mrs. G was finishing work in Huntington Beach two towns over from my old office and wanted me to meet her at a restaurant near her that she'd been wanting to try.
I jumped on my CB and headed toward the restaurant. A few blocks away, the traffic in my lane started slowing quite a bit. I changed lanes to get past the slow-down, and at the head of the slow traffic, there he was, trundling along on the sidecar rig at about 25 mph. I gave him a wave as I passed, and he recognized me and waved back.
I was wondering when I'd see him again.
You know what? I actually would like a pickle.