Coffee Crank

It was time once again for the annual Captiva Cruise. Probably more aptly called the “Coffee Crank.” The past year or so, it seems that it is the only time Spenghali and I get to ride together. That means the pace is moderate and the destination is a place to sit, converse and catch-up on life and share goals. This year was no different and enjoyable as always.

We headed out on a pristine day, little traffic and fewer clouds. We wound our way up to Captiva for our traditional caffeinated delight and to chat up the Ukrainian girl serving coffee. We noted the third straight year the rest-room was out of order -- obviously on purpose. She saw no humor in our “bathroom humor.” It still amazes me how two grown (allegedly) men can still giggle over toilet humor like 12-year olds. But I assure you, we can.

Since nature was dialing in it’s call, we felt it was best to head back. But back was actually to grab a Belgian (ale) and some chowder. Who can ride 15 miles straight without nourishment. It is preposterous to consider otherwise. Besides, they have a bathroom. Man, this ride report is starting to sound like a Flowmax® commercial.

It was an easy ride, but a great on -- far to infrequent -- which will hopefully be rectified this year. Hee hee, I said “rectify.”

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