my growlers are empty so i figure i'd ride up to guilded otter. a pal of mine keeps her boat on one of the marinas on 9w, i don't know exactly where - so i went searching before i hit the otter.
i got as far north as storm king (now i know why its called that) before the wind started tossing me around like a cork. that wind brought a band of dark clouds & lighting. i turned around & headed for home. 9w south was blocked closed when a huge tree was laying across it. had to ride into the oncoming lane to get by.
i was headed to the otter for refills of ale, i also brought my appetite. since i didn't make it - i was STARVING. lucky for me i found an oasis in the wasteland. Pineapples was having an outdoor BBQ. i ran into soda & his city pals muchin' on some ribs.
empty growlers but plenty of pulled pork
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