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So I rode on out to my father's summer home this weekend in Denton, MD. A nice brisk ride, I was adequately wrapped up with new Sheepskin gauntlets and the bike was loving the weather. Great twisties on the back roads, and surprisingly little traffic over the bay bridge. Very cool. I arrived around mid-day to find my dad hammering away at the house restoration and helped him a bit, until we heard an airplane landing out on the river. We both went outside and found a seaplane had just landed on the water and pulled right up to our beach.
The Choptank river was just smooth as glass so this old pilot putted his way right onto our sand and hopped out. He ran up and told us he really needed to pee, so we let him inside (good thing we finally finished the bathroom last week) and went to go look at his plane. When he came out he was more interested in my bike, so we talked about both and swapped specs. Apparently he used to ride one way back in the day, and he even knew a guy who made a small ultralight 'copter out of an old Suzuki motorcycle motor. I was a little incredulious, didn't know if these motors could take running at severe pitches like a 2 stroke could, but maybe he was talking about an old Suzuki 2-stroke? Anyways after a brief chat he was on his way again. At first he took off and we thought he was gone, but he came back and proceeded to spin around our little curve in the river, hopping along the water and showing off. I needed no more encouragement to get on the ole GS and do a couple doughnuts for his benefit, zipping down our road and waving. It was a great afternoon, one old guy and a young sprat, one two wheels one two pontoons, both showing off and having a great time with their recreational vehicles. My dad got a great kick out of it.
The Choptank river was just smooth as glass so this old pilot putted his way right onto our sand and hopped out. He ran up and told us he really needed to pee, so we let him inside (good thing we finally finished the bathroom last week) and went to go look at his plane. When he came out he was more interested in my bike, so we talked about both and swapped specs. Apparently he used to ride one way back in the day, and he even knew a guy who made a small ultralight 'copter out of an old Suzuki motorcycle motor. I was a little incredulious, didn't know if these motors could take running at severe pitches like a 2 stroke could, but maybe he was talking about an old Suzuki 2-stroke? Anyways after a brief chat he was on his way again. At first he took off and we thought he was gone, but he came back and proceeded to spin around our little curve in the river, hopping along the water and showing off. I needed no more encouragement to get on the ole GS and do a couple doughnuts for his benefit, zipping down our road and waving. It was a great afternoon, one old guy and a young sprat, one two wheels one two pontoons, both showing off and having a great time with their recreational vehicles. My dad got a great kick out of it.
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