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The Dragon

As mentioned in an earlier post, WS and Jimmy rode a stretch of 11 miles that had 300+ curves. I was wondering when he told me about it on the phone if it was The Dragon. It certainly was, so they have one of the top riding places under their belts.

For an ariel view of the road, go to this link and look at the picture in their header. For a larger view, click on the header picture (for those with dial up, it will probably take a minute). The view gives a great idea on what the twisties are all about.

Out with the Mole

For the last couple of months I have had problems with a mole that just breaks open and bleeds for no reason. It doesn't even have to have contact with anything - it will just break open and blead (since it is below the corner of my mouth, it makes me look half vampire with the blood dripping down to my chin).

So, I saw the doc, who said it probably wasn't anything to worry about since I have had the mole forever and it wasn't changing colors. But. we both agreed that getting rid of it would be a good thing. So on Monday, it was dug out (3 appointments just to have the mole removed, no wonder insurance costs what it does).

 

Ever tried to take pictures of yourself (especially a specific area)? Not as hard as it sounds.

The bandadge had to stay on for 24 hours, then I could remove it and just use regular bandaids. Well, nice theory, but my face generates so much oil that regular bandaids only last and hour or two (went thru 3 of them between 6 Am and 10 AM). Finally, I decided that regular bandaids weren't for me and just let it all hang out. Fortunately no one at work is squeamish!

I go in next Monday to have the stitches taken out, and that will be that.

Convoy

Last weekend was very busy and crowded. I'll start by explaining a little background: Harry and Heather sold their house and are moving to Indiana. They closed on the Indiana house last week, and everyone was already in Indiana - but their stuff wasn't. WS and Jim had been asked to help drive trucks (2 vans, a dump truck and Harry's truck) back to Indiana. The deal was that Harry would get their bikes to Indiana too, and Jim and WS would ride back (after taking a few detours to see some of the South)

Harry and his two nephews showed up Friday night (having driven straight from Indiana). I was surprised to see them, and even more surprised, as they headed out for dinner, at Harry's "So it's not a problem if we stay here right?"

After telling him that we had no spare mattresses, but plenty of blankets, pillows and one couch, he offered to go to Concord to a motel if it was a problem. After discussions on comfort (or lack there of), but willingness to play host, it was decided that they would stay here.

After they had left to find something to eat, and I started feverishly vacuuming dog hair and clearing out the workout room, WS sheepishly explained that he "thought" he "might have" volunteered to host them during one of their phone conversations. Ah, well, okay then.