Life in Motion with Rodney Myers and his motorcycle

Sunday, August 27th, 2006 Here it is Sunday once again, and Shapiro's Deli calls with a Veggie Omelet, and some kindred spirits of the two wheel kind. I started off heading west on Washington Street. I went south on Arlington. The GPS re-routed me on Brookville Road, but I didn't take that either. After passing another street, I decided to take the road the GPS recommended. I believe it was Minnesota, and it started out nicely tree lined with some sweeping corners. It soon gave way to a unique neighborhood, and homes lining the streets. Minnesota would run into Southeastern, which I would take for about a mile, until I veered left onto Prospect. I didn't see the older black gentleman that I have seen a couple of times along this Sunday Morning Sojourn. I hope that I was either too early, or too late. It would ease me if I did see him, though. I rolled by the Fountain Square Area, and on into downtown. At Meridian Street, I turned north, and it would be only a few b...

August 22 through 25, 2006 So I haven't written after everyday that I ride, but the trips to a from work are getting boring for even me to write about, and I am sure the reading isn't much more entertaining. I would have been able to ride all week, but Monday, I had to pick Nina at the airport, but I did drive her little Volkswagen convertible. Tuesday was a normal day, Wednesday I went to work late for Pledge Drive, and took the interstate home. Thursday brought a trip to my parents, and by Friday, it was getting hot a muggy, but a regular trip was taken to and from work.

Sunday, August 20, 2006 Time for the last birthday of the weekend, but first, I had some other traveling to do. First off, was breakfast, and Shapiros. I had not been there in two weeks, so I am sure the group was anticipating my return. Heck, there might even be a banner or something! I took my more scenic route, or at least a more leisurely course. It is hard to say scenic when driving through a city. However, it is just a different class, as I go past some beautiful old homes, and buildings, including Fountain Square, where I had just had dinner the night before. I didn't see my "friend" waiting for the church bus, I may have been too late, or too early, but I hope he is all right. With this path, I arrive at Shapiro's from the south. I dismounted, crossed Meridian Street, and entered the deli with little or no fanfare. I was surprised that the cashier remembered my order to "T". They didn't have Orange Juice, but another server was able to g...

Saturday, August 19, 2006 Besides my own birthday in August, I seem to have surrounded myself with lots of other people who share the eight month of the year for their birth. I found out I have another, in a new freelancer, former intern, at WFYI. Because of this, the weekends are usually shot for celebrations. This Saturday would be no exception, as a a friend I have known since high school wanted to surprise his wife on her 40th birthday. I let the GPS plan the route, with one detour, to pick up a birthday card. Yes, I like to wait for the last minute! I headed north up Shadeland Avenue. It is truncated, and picks up with I-465, the beltway around Indianapolis. I figured the GPS was sending me that way, and up to I-69. But once I was on 465, it told me I was off route. I guess it was taking a more interesting route? Usually, you can get a more scenic route with "Shorter Distance" rather than "Faster Time". I still headed up 465 to 69 North. I often igno...

August 14 through August 18, 2006 Most of this week, I traveled from Home to work, and back home again. Nothing major to report on most of these trips, so I thought I would combine them together. The weather is unusual for August, feels more like late September with cooler temps in the morning, around 60, and not too hot in the afternoon, high 80's. Thursday Night, I rode up north before going home, checking out, of all things, a snowblower. I had found one for sale at a reasonable price, and wanted to check it out. The sellers are moving, and won't be needing it. After that brief stop, I headed to Star Financial Bank on Carmel Drive, and then to my parent's house. After dinner, and a movie, the one I made from our Maine Cruise, I headed out to replenish our supply from Wild Oats. We had finally run out of frozen waffles for breakfast. Waffles I originally bought to help ME with my Cholesterol, and diet, but Nina seems to eat more of them than I do, nowadays. There w...

Friday, August 4, 2006 This is another trip to work. The next day, coup myself up in my cage of a pickup truck, and begin a venture to Rockport, Maine, to board a Schooner, and take a different kind of cruise. The first day of sailing, Monday, is also my birthday, the source of the trip, and the source of an extra discount. The route to work was the usual, and the traffic was the same as it always was. Being on the east side, and being early, I didn't have to worry about race weekend traffic. I am sure there are some who have to stay on the eastside, as the crowd in sizable. Riding home, I took what I call the scenic route. Not a whole lot of scenery, but it is old to me, as I have seen it a hundred times. Once home, it would be time to pack up, and get some rest for the drive that lie ahead.

Thursday, August 3, 2006 Sometimes when you ride, the day can be a study in contrasts, long, straight roads turn to seemingly short, twisty ones. A ride alone can turn into a group ride. And a sunny day can turn to rain, liquid sunshine, I think some call it. When I left for work on this morning, the sun was shining through some of the thick clouds. The air was cool, and the wind kicked up as only a cold front can do. Sure, there was a threat of rain, but I braved it anyway, beside we had a club meeting tonight, so I had to ride. While inside, working away, the sunshine would pour all over my bike, in that liquid form I talked about. Actually, it gave it a good washing, and looked quite good, and dry, when I came out from work. I rode along 14th street to Illinois Street, taking it north to 16th, and then out west past the Speedway. Things were gearing up for this weekend's race. I wouldn't be around, I would be in Maine, or close by then, and ready to board the Schooner...

Tuesday, August 1, 2006 August has begun with one of its typical Dog Days. Mid nineties, for both the temp and the humidity! Factor them both together, you get a mix that feels like 110 plus. Add in hot pavement, broiling at 130 degrees, and sitting at light can meld, melt and wield, your boots right to the ground! That was the forecast, but in the morning, it was about 75, but the humidity was still there, and too much movement, and you were a sweaty rag. I have been having problems with the MP3 Player, so I chucked in the saddle bag, and went for the half helmet. I was hoping it would be cooler, but there is a point where nothing will work. The morning it was better, as I took my usual route to work. Sometime while I was inside the building, the point I speak of above was crossed and then some. Quite frankly, I could have ridden naked and got no relief. I am sure Duncan has tried, so I will ask for a comment from him. I was heading straight home, as I had errand or two to ru...

Sunday, July 30, 2006 With the overnight "lows" only dipping to the mid 70's, it is hard to get much relief right now. We have a room Air Conditioner in our bedroom, but the house central system bought the big one shortly after we moved in. Sunday Morning rolled around, and I was probably still drained from running in the heat yesterday, but I knew breakfast awaited me. Because of vacation, I will not be meeting at Shapiro's for the next two Sunday's. I rolled the bike out of the garage, and headed out. Looking for a little different path, as I had plenty of time, today. When the turn arrow for Arlington flipped on as I approached that intersection, I decided, why not. I took Arlington South to English Avenue. I then went west on English, as it would eventually join with Southeastern. At State Street, I went south again, this time to Prospect. I passed Fountain Square, and on to Meridian Street. I approached the deli from the south. It was a small group,...