Today I woke up around 1 p.m., took a while to get out of bed after watching about an hour and a half worth of skate videos new and old, loathed around some more and finally made my way downstairs to make a few hot dogs. After that, sat around some more, got the moped out, checked the oil, had it out front and ready to go. Instead of leaving then, I picked up the book I've been reading and sat around for a little more. I hurt my back yesterday and just didn't really feel like doing anything.
I read for 30 minutes or so and made the stab at finally leaving. I hopped on the moped and headed around the gas station for a quick fill-up. From there I headed into Towson and arrived at kelly's bridal's to find about 40 skateboarders. Luckily I did not bring my board (hint of sarcasm). Still I hung out, watched everyone and made conversation. Hugh asked if he could engage the moped in some 1 on 1 and knowing this was of course a bad idea I said "yeah sure," right away. If you knew Hugh, you would know what I mean. I told him that he still had to go by street signs just as if he was in a car. He goes, "Dude. I know." He took off, swerving all over the place and headed right up the do not enter part of the alley while I exclaimed, "Idiot..." to myself. After trying to stay calm, he whizzed back around the corner in about 3-4 minutes, still swerving and curving. Everything seemed to be in the clear when he was trying to park against the wall and somehow had mistaken the brake for the accelerator and wheelied into it. Everything was fine, but Hugh lost his privileges. I skated his board for a bit and decided it was time to keep truckin'.
I picked up an Arizona green tea and headed towards Loch Raven Blvd. Only two stop lights and your in the clear with only open roads, the smell of honey suckle, the sunny patches and the cool shaded areas which you seem to be even more sensitive to when moving at a clip of 40-50 miles per hour. I first stopped at Valley view farms and took a few photos. Left there and headed towards the reservoir. I pulled over at the first dam, parked and got the camera out. I took a few photos and then realized I might be there for more than a minute and moved the moped to a safer, more visible area. I proceded to take more photos and talked with a nice Mexican family that was fishing and was able to practice some spanish. The little girl, followed me around and asked me questions and taught me a few new words and drew a picture of me (shown below). As you can and cannot see by the photo of the kind of fish they were catching were small and sickly looking and I could only hope that the small grocery store bag full of them were not their dinner.
After departing, I continued on my route eventually circling the entire reservoir, took more photos and headed home. On the ride home I could not help but pull over at least 6 times to take more pictures. The sun was setting and the riding breeze was much coooler; still addicting. All in all, an unexpectedly interesting day.
Chillin... tired from trying a trick for a while
Matt dropped in on this verticle pole 
A bunch Matts... Woh
