Autumnal temps
once again exposed the hidden treasure of golden Quakie leaves. They
shimmered in the sunlight as headwinds beckoned the PCRs to once
again climb the unrelenting assent in search for yet another treasure: golden brown waffles served at Hale the Younger's cabin. Big
Man and KOT rode up the canyon slower than molasses, ten minutes behind the
Hale Bros. Now everyone knows Big Man needs to be at the front of the
pack. So the only logical conclusion to be drawn from his geriatric
performance is that he wanted the waffles ready when "His
Majesty" arrived at the cabin. The temperature was perfect, the
company excellent and the waffles out of this universe. The calories
burned riding to the destination were only half of what were consumed in butter
and sugar upon arrival. That's why we ride! Go to the canyons and
enjoy the leaves. P.S. Hale the Younger has promised to share his
recipe for waffles and syrup if at least 10 people request it in the comment
box below. Caution, ingestion of more than one waffle may require
alteration of your clothes, but worth every inch. YIPPY SKIPPY
Hale the Younger, please share your famous recipe. I have never seen your OLDER brother ride so fast and now I know why.
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