Well, I thought I was gonna get a "tag" in the tag-o-rama, but the building I thought was a spaceship/multisport facility turned out to be a library. Oh well.
Ennyhoo, took the Geezer out for an exercise ride, my regular 52 miler to my Starbucks rendez vous: Santiago Canyon past Cook's Corner and down into the expensive seats in OC. Didn't really get a chance to really open 'er up, but I hit 70 on a slight decline on the way back. Freshened the tank and put at least a gallon through the carb.
