A good number of ROMEOs showed up and the place was full when we walked in. You could tell who arrived early cause they parked in front.
I think Grandma herself was waiting tables and as it turned out she forgot all about Bob and I. Marty finally got his food and Bob and I just sat and waited. After I saw that four guys that arrived long after us were eating I inquired as to the possibility of ever getting something to eat. Grandma was very apologetic and we were soon served. The special was a giant chicken fried steak. Not a bad hunk of meat. By the time we finished eating the place had cleared out so I didn't get any bike pictures.
What to do after a giant piece of meat? Why Scoops for ice cream of course!
It was getting on about 3pm so I decided to break away from the group and head the Dubya into the wind before it got too late. Marty had gone by a different route. He had to work at 7pm so guess he needed a nap. Not a bad day considering.
