Yeah, dat’s right…I’m back in my old stomping grounds….just a few miles from where I grew up. In New Jersey. Me and the Sopranos. I drove in a couple of days ago from points north (more secret mission stuff), got lost trying to navigate my way through New York City, and finally ended up in the land of the world’s best Italian food. No kidding…it really is. Better than the food in Italy, even…and I know because I’ve been there. We had a pasta plate last night that was worth getting lost in the Bronx and fighting rush hour traffic on the NJ Turnpike!
Once I was in NJ, well, you just see a lot of funny things in my home state. Check this one out…
I don’t want you guys (or should I say youse guys?) to get the wrong idea about the Garden State. It really is a pretty place with a lot of things going for it. When I was a kid, the area in which I grew up was mostly rural, and I spent a lot of time hunting and fishing. I stopped by the lake in my old neighborhood where I once was attacked by a very large and angry goose…that’s right, I once was attacked by a goose. Folks, I can’t make this stuff up! Here’s where it happened…
So anyway, that’s enough about the Sopranos and aggressive geese…
I talked to Steve on the phone last night and he told me he finished the last two Bobbers. He was so excited about them that I asked for a few photos. I gotta tell you (or should I saw I Gotti tell you?) that I can see why. These bikes are awesome. Steve and the crew did one with a black engine and one with a silver engine. Well, hey, take a look for yourself…
I think Steve told me still has one Bobber left of the original five that the crew created. If you’re interested in that bike, you have to act fast. Give TK a call. He might make you an offer you can’t refuse…
I had lunch with my good buddy Dennis today (we go back more than 40 years!) in a classic New Jersey diner, and that was really fun. Denny looks good and we had a great visit! And tomorrow I’m going to have breakfast with my good buddy Mike (another high school buddy) and maybe even the mayor of New Brunswick. Is there a CSC-150P police motorcycle or two in store for New Brunswick’s finest? Hey, that’s secret agent stuff, and I don’t tell tales out of school…
All kidding aside, I’ve been tooling around a lot on the back roads in New Jersey and Pennsylvania in the last couple of days, and they’re perfect for a California Scooter. I sure wish I had the Baja Blaster out here with me.
Okay, folks…one last mystery shot…how many of my fellow geezers can tell me what this puppy is?
That’s all for tonight, folks. I’ll be back to the People’s Republik of Kalifornia in another day or two, and I’ll be posting lots more when I get home!
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