Five of us rode over from Salina, not a bad ride considering the strong south that tried to put us in the ditch a couple of times. I was having trouble with my tank bag blowing off and had to strap it on the rear carrier on the way home.
Great fried chicken special that included a drink and pie. One waitress and one cook as far as I could tell, and they keep up with everyone.
I even saw someone with a take home box.
Several of us hit Marquette for ice cream as if anyone really needed it but you know how Richard is about his ice cream.
Neil was having fun with his new KLR on the way home.
At my expense I might add as I was leading the pack and every time I looked in my mirror all I could see was red with a white beard blowing from underneath a helmet, I don't think it was Santa.
Fun day at a real ROMEO cafe.