Think back on your most memorable road trip.
At the time I was 19 could’ve been 18 we went on a road trip from Kitchener Ontario to Kingston Mosport500. That was a long time ago.
My boyfriend and I left on a motorcycle his brother and wife went in a Camaro with the top down. We all had a great ride as for us, it rained pretty hard; the Camaro put its top up , at least the traffic was fine, everything was fine until a bee flew down my shirt. It’s not fine anymore. We parked the motorcycle I got off and started stripping, carefully not to get stung, and when I looked up, there was an old man so full of joy standing in the window with such a happy jolly face staring down at me, I had no time to be ashamed or embarrassed-petrified of being stung.
Now arriving at Mosport it was dark, we were wet, the car people were fine, and it was really late at night, we pitched the tent, we slept, yes in our wet clothes and woke to roaring sounds of the ring ding dinging of roaring motorcycles.
I work first and went out I was shocked but the scenery was too comical I had to giggle and laugh and I had to wake everybody up to come outside just to see where we pitched our tents.
Right in the middle of the practice field! We had to move of course. So we re-pitched the tent we made a campfire they put me in charge of the food. while we were doing our best to dry off.
Beans anyone? Yes, that’s what we brought, a can of beans loaf of bread whatever else but for breakfast everybody would like the beans on toast that the two men were British, beans on toast it was.
Now, don’t ask me how I did it, because I don’t know, but I cooked the beans, I toasted eight slices of bread, put the bread on plates. Now everybody had their plate, of beans toast and a spoon. Now everybody was so happy and I don’t know what happened next? But somehow, I dropped my plate of beans and it went in her long blonde hair, it went all over her husband’s clothes & someone on his face, it went into my man’s clothes and his long hair. . .Oh my, and I had ONE bean on my boot. I did my best not to laugh as she had herself bent over scraping beans out of her hair and tossing it to the ground and he was swiping off his self and pulling it out of his hair so was my man, and I was just standing there picking one bean off my boot.
It was a very good thing Mosport put on a great show so great even a news reporter was knocked out of a tree from a runaway bike that went up the tree knocking the guy and his camera out. Yup, it was a great time, and one I will never forget.
But of course there are two more incidents on two other road trips with the same people but that’s another story.
Mosport Indy 500 beans anyone.
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