Shanik decided to escape the cold of North Dakota, so Kadizzle invited him down to ride motorcycles in the desert. Yesterday Shanik was awestruck by the scenery on route sixty going to Globe, AZ. Shanik was not impressed by the cliff dwellings, he expected a large city of Indian ruins. He does not grasp how these people lived. After the mandatory ride by the dam we took old Shanik up in the mountains. Shanik loves to think he is a race car driver. The mountain roads around here are not the place to practice your fantasy. When idiot A meets idiot B the results will be one or two dead idiots. When you go off these roads there is a considerable amount of time to think before you meet Jesus when you finally hit the bottom. Shanik just could not grasp the concept. In the class Shanik took for race car driving they did not mention down shifting. Shanik wondered why the brakes smelled like they were being french fried. Kadizzle teaches a driving course called Advanced Momentum Management. Shanik would do well to enroll.
Today Kadizzle has to figure out how to ride along to shepard Shanik on the great motorcycle ride.
Who cares if Shanik destroys a rental car, but busting my cycle is entirely different. Overestimating your skill on an off road cycle can lead to a very quick lesson. Another friend was recently helicoptered out after he got too aggressive.
So today will be entertain Shanik day. We may drive up to the four peaks. If it would just clear up old Shanik could see the wonders of this area. It would take about a week to get a good feel for this area, but we do the best we can.
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