That could have gone better

Hell.
The motorcycle gods don't like it when you don't ride for a full month in the summer. If I had, I might have noticed what's probably a leaky hose and consequently a dry tank. Only being on the far side of my block, though, I got it back home. It does mean I can't visit ricevermicelli  in the hospital like I wanted to. At least not today- that's a 1.5 hour T experience each direction. At least if I go after work I'm most of the way there.
eta: Heaven!
I go out for a bike ride- a nice evening, I have nothing else/better to do- listening to Vivaldi and enjoying the fresh air- talked with Rollerblader Bob on the way back, also nice. Upon returning home, found that quiet_elegance  has returned with gas for my sad motorcycle and is routing out where the leak (yep, definitely a split hose) is. He's out right now in search of more non-split hose.  I think I'll recount the rest of today in a different post. :)

The beach day

We ended up going to Hampton after all today. I know where it is and it has what I want: boardwalk and good walking/lounging beach. And swimming if I were so inclined. Fried dough & french fries eaten, air rifle shot, pinball played, hippie clothes purchased, beach and surf walked. Also, much talk, although mostly from quiet_elegance , who is doing that talking thing a lot these days.

As it happens, it's Bob's birthday, so going to the beach seemed a very good tribute to him.

It's rare that I take a day off specifically to spend with quiet_elegance . I'm grateful that we had the time and the weather was so lovely.