Though the day was warmer than it had been in a while, but still a little chilly to go for a ride with out a jacket. Gary, Myself and his friend John went out for a ride in the late morning. We headed out towards the pinelands and shore areas. The days will not be long yet as its still spring, but warm enough for the insects to be hatching, pollen to be flying and the red tips on the trees were apparent with the little green leaves showing. I believe the road if route 40 im May's Landing and we were heading towards the river. We crossed the larger intersection in this area and I could feel something moving around under my jacket. I had left the top unzipped as it was coolish but not cold.
Well, I felt some thing crawing around maybe a couple of things carwling around, and then zining, I was stung! I pulled into the nearest open parking lot, it happend to be a liquior store, Sunday, Race Day, and in the heart of the piney's. I ripp off my jacket and start slapping at myself and swipping. Gary goes what the hell, I got stung. He jumps off the bike, he knows I'm allergic and just originally wanted to get my epi pen, but the stinging continued. Now in the parking lot, gary lifted my shirt and stuck his hand under at first to see if we got all the bees. Not sure yet, he pulled up to my shirt to my chin and without thinking pulled my bra up too. "OK" yelled John, "STOP MAN". At this point we come to realize that guys were at the windows looking out watching in the parking lot. Now Liquior Store parking lot just hours before a Nascar race, off a busy road, shirt wrapped around my neck, bra pulled up over my boobies, and a guy looking like he's feeling me up, every one watching which it equals Just anothiner moment in humility i motorcycling.
awesome, have a great one!
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