Its All In The Timing


Saturday, June 20th, 2009

You know, sometimes, things just have a way of working out. You know, you go through your day, getting the things done that you need to, and then all of a sudden it has all worked out better than you expected. Take all those times you are meeting someone. You have the fears of they not showing up, you not being able to get there, and then being late, who will have to wait on the other. Today, was a day of a meeting. Tomorrow, I was heading off on an odyssey, with Kasey in tow, first to Pennsylvania, and then to the Sunshine State.
Kasey and I had waited at her house, doing some final things before the trip. We were waiting for a call to know when to take off. The phone call never came, and Kasey and I’s stomach’s were groaning, and we need to head out to get lunch.
With no call, which meant no knowledge that we would meet anyone or not, let alone when we were going to meet them. We went north out of Danville along SR 39. We took it all the way to Lebanon, Indiana.

From there we pointed The Pearl north and west on SR 52. We took the divided state highway until it met SR 47. There is a Dairy Queen at this corner, and it seems I always see a Goldwing or two pulling into the parking lot. We cruised west in Thorntown, and arrived in front of a place called Stookeys.

I think this is a place that other bikers have told me about, but I had never tried their food, so this was my chance. The place was nice, great service and great food.
We backtracked on SR 47, and then took some county roads such as SR 421 and SR 29. This took us mostly north. At SR 26, it was time to head east, and toward the town of Kokomo. First however, was series of other towns, like Russiaville, Comrade!
We made a stop to check my cell phone, it was not the person we were meeting, but other calls, I would need to tend to later. While in Kokomo, just south of the Harley Davidson Dealership we were meeting at, my phone rang again, and it was the people we were going to meet. The original conversation had us meeting at 3, but we were nearing 4. They were calling to say they were running late as well, and they were about to leave a gas station about as far away on the other side of the dealership from us.

Kasey and I pulled our foreign bike into the dealership, and parked in the corner. Before we could even dismount, Julie and Brad, the couple we were meeting, rolled in, each on their own bike.

After introductions, and brief break, we headed back out, south out of town. We took SR 26 East, and meandered around county roads until we got to SR 37 and 13. Here, we would take Strawtown Road, blazing through the twisties of farm country. A few more roads, and we would arrive in Fortville, Indiana.
For those who have read this blog a lot, you know I am headed for Fortville Pike. We winded our way through, and arrived at 21st Street, here called CR 200. We headed back west into Indianapolis.

German Church was taken south, and then 10th Street west to my street, and into the drive of the Digital Castle.

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