Lady Luck and I had today off from work. President's Day is one of the greatest holidays of the year. Thanks, former Presidents! Even you uninteresting ones that history has mostly forgot.
Our intent for the day was to bungee a couple of kites to the Vespa, and head off in search of the perfect kite-flying park.
Of course, we had to make a stop for lunch (nowhere special), and while we were inside eating, it started to rain. It kept raining, and we got to enjoy that special, swampy feeling one can only enjoy when seated on a wet motorcycle seat.
Rain isn't so bad for riding, but it kind of sucks for flying kites, so we just went home. It turned out to be the right decision, because shortly after we got home it began to rain extra hard.
We'll get out for some moto-kite flying next weekend.