We had planned to spend this weekend in Kansas; it didn't happen, because the man who is buying Allis wanted to come yesterday and settle up. Yesterday would have been a perfect day for riding, but the guy just would not leave. Today was rather cool and overcast, but we had a good time. Cliff has decided to buy chaps, because he was a little on the cool side.
After early church, we decided to ride to Cameron, Missouri, and hunt up my cousin Gerald. We had no address and no phone number, and only a vague description of how to get there... but we found it! My cousin and his wife weren't home, though. Oh well, we'll try another time. I had my camera and was going to take a picture of his house for my cousin Carolyn, who reads this blog, until I discovered I didn't have the card in my camera. Duh. We put 177 miles on Lightning today.
I came home and made a huge batch of hamburger stew: very good foresight on my part, because it wasn't long until my daughter's hungry family was here, and then Cliff's sister and her husband, on their Harley. It's been a good day.