Yes, me too -- wish you could've been there, Scott, but riding sleep deprived can be worse than riding drunk - probably a good call on your part. Great call on the restaurant, though -- I'd go back there for sure.

Craig, it was great seeing you for sure, but I almost paid the price for the (very nice) after-lunch detour -- apparently, my rain prediction skills were spot on, and as I was crossing the Wilson, there were 35 - 40 mph gusts, then rain... for the last 10 minutes of the ride! Not a soaker by any means, but getting blown around on that bridge will sure get your heart rate up.


"We're entering getaway country..." -- Martha and the Muffins