Knowing there's bad weather coming soon, Cliff took a vacation day and we left at 10:30 on the Gold Wing. I came up with a couple of destinations for us, since it always seems to go better if we are "heading someplace". Even if we get there in a round-about way.
At the bike show we attended recently, we found out there's a place in Lees Summit that can convert a regular motorcycle into a trike: "Bikes to Trikes". We've been thinking we'll eventually have ours converted, if Cliff gets to the point that he can't handle 850 pounds of motorcycle. But several people have had doubts whether he'd like driving such a machine, and today he got his chance to find out.
The guy quickly offered to let us try this lovely trike out. I told Cliff to go ahead without me first.
We went in and looked around at the work they were doing.
We met their dog; I made the mistake of petting him, and he set up a howl like you wouldn't believe when I stopped and walked away.
From there we went to the other side of Harrisonville and had dinner at Kurszeils Country Meats. Someone had told us about this place way back when, and they weren't open when we stopped. It made a great destination for a motorcycle trip.
The place isn't fancy, but Cliff said that tenderloin sandwich was the best he's had in years. I had a decent Reuben sandwich.
Another good ride sneaked into the month of January.
Oh, and we really didn't care for the ride on the trike; it was bumpy, and turning felt strange because we're used to leaning into the curves. There's no leaning with a trike. So if we get one, it'll be when Cliff is really, really old and weak.