This fellow has them, at least he's got this one nailed down very well.......
Dave shared this with us at Coffee yesterday morning.....go ahead, watch it more than once, we all have. I can sometimes seem to make curved lines with a a straightedge, can't imagine how he can make properly curved lines freehand. After the many lies and less serious fabrications around the big tables at Diamond's, some of us made our way downtown to Scooterville for Cabin Fever 2016.
A good crowd coming and going, anything for many of us to break winter's spell and dream of riding in the open, much warmer air. Back a few years, I'd ridden a couple of times with the Minn-Max Twin Cities Scooter Club and many of their members drifted in and out while I was there. The previous owner of my Morphous among them (he's still got his Scarabeo for sale).
Jonathan mentioned the yellow Grom in the shop, so I had to poke my head in there to see that.
I had a pink one just like this Buddy.....and I do miss it......the whitewalls were a bit more demanding cleaning-wise than ol' Coop was comfortable with though.
Note the Corazzo sign..... items were all marked down and I hadn't paid much attention to anything on the racks for the first couple of hours that I was there. Then and I have no idea why, the brown leather jackets caught my eye. I so wanted to be Just Like David but it was not to be....nothing on the racks fit me. I'm sure my checkbook was much happier that I walked out of the establishment with only the Hepco/Becker saddlebag units and w/o that very fine, so wonderfully soft and luxurious leather riding jacket too. At this point, I'm STILL not in the Corazzo club and I was thaaat close.
Today's most exciting development has been the late afternoon turkey migration. The birds have literally spent a good part of the day on a piece of the lawn that I plow to prevent snow drifting over the driveway. It's essentially a grass parking lot and the birds, when they weren't picking the crab apples out of the tree, were out there foraging.
The first ones were quite orderly because they hadn't yet noticed me in the window.
Here are a couple of fliers, more in the middle of the pack, they decided the gate opening a bit too restrictive, flying over the fence instead.
This last one is in flying form, ready to taxi, landing gear almost up.
This afternoon I see that we've got a single row of turkey tracks ......on the garage roof.