The Pagoda
Posted On June 14, 2015
Where the heck did we shoot off to this time?
Evil Twin and Purple Mongoose headed out on an overnighter to Reading, PA, to see the Pagoda. There’s not really another reason to go to Reading.
It started out as plans for a luxury hotel, but when prohibition hit, those plans got scuttled.
It wasn’t until after the trip that I read this, by Neil Peart.
Here’s some of the ride back home via US 30. It rained on us about 6 times on the way. The first was a hard rain that drove us to an underpass so we could gear up. About 15 minutes later, the rain stopped. About 8 minutes after that, we had to pull off to get out of our mobile saunas. No rain gear was bothered with the rest of the trip.
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Except for the pagoda, Reading is like an oversized version of the decaying Beaver Valley mill town of your choice. It was hilarious, though, when some youngster in his daddy’s sports challenged us at a stop light. Boy howdy, did he get his pee-pee smacked! There aren’t too many cars in the world that will beat Swordfish and Absinthe. His certainly wasn’t one of them. That was the only time since I got Absinthe that I had the front wheel off the ground…I got the wheelies out of my system back in the 70s.
I was still on Rocinante on that trip. But, yeah, the look on the kid’s face made my day. You’d hope someone in a Boxster would understand power:weight ratios a bit better.