
There’s a bit of a running joke in this part of the world. There are two seasons in Ontario…winter and construction. Usually construction involves scraping a layer off the road to be resurfaced. If you’ve ever been on a motorcycle on grooved asphalt, the by-product of the big scrap, it’s really a little unnerving. It’s also one of those things that likely feel worse than it really is. Usually by the time you realized the smooth road is ending it’s too late, you’re IN IT. I’ve found my share of the grooved road surface and groovy it ain’t. As I crossed one of these messes recently I said… "I’d rather eat Lima Beans than ride on this stuff" As I continued along with the Wee dancing underneath me at the mercy of the rough pavement I seriously considered what I just said. If there’s one thing I cannot eat ever it’s the dreaded Lima Bean. Despite the best efforts of my parents to broaden my vegetable horizons this was one bean that wasn’t getting past me. Awful.
Finally the bike bumped back up on to fresh smooth tarmac and settled back into her usual state of surefootedness. I reviewed again what I’d just said out loud in my helmet mere moments ago. It took no time to conclude that if given the choice, I’d take the grooved pavement over Lima Beans any day. My illogical thought process continued on to “what if you had to ride on Lima Beans!”
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