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Twas on a misty St. Paddy's day morn that the O'Workmans, the O'Comptons and the O'Elliotts met to
traverse the fair lands to Edom. As we waited for the magical moment of 9:30 to arrive Kathy checked
everyone to be sure they had on green and crowned our fearless leader, McRandy with a green headband
complete with shamrock antenna in the hopes that the luck of the Irish would bless our journey.
As we approached McCoy, Tx. Randy seemed to delight in the fact that he'd actually found a road Dale
had not been on. When we passed the Blackjack Baptist Church everyone wondered if you got a better
"deal" if you attended church there.
It seems to happen every time a ride to Edom is scheduled I'm told. (This was our first time.) The
Leprechauns began to rain on our parade. Lightly. Then the Luck of the Irish turned into Murphy's Law
and it began to pour. In buckets. Even the cows ran for cover. Just south of Canton we pulled in at a
covered service station to put on our rain gear. At least SOME of us put on rain gear. Dale must be a
postal worker wannabee or he's just plain tough. Cause he doesn't let sleet, nor snow, nor rain,
nor gloom of night stop him. We waited awhile and the rain let up but continued as we headed back out.
Hey, we were Edom-bound and determined! By the time we got to Canton it was pouring again. At this
point an executive decision was made that we'd pushed this FUN thing to the absolute limit. We turned
back home. The boats in the foggy distance made crossing over Lake Tawakani eerily beautiful.
It was time to chow down. We opted for good ole tummy-warming Mexican food instead of the traditional Irish fare of corned beef, cabbage and ale. We stopped at Tememaria's close to the lake. As we sat down for eats and fellowship there was much discussion over who was the most rain-soaked in what part of the
anatomy and who was the coldest. About that time management saw fit to crank up the air conditioning
to the max. They finally got the hint that we were freezing when they saw us shivering, our teeth chattering and donning coats. As we were leaving who should we run in to at a front table but Jody and Eleanor
and their family visiting from Canada. At least SOMEONE from G-2 arrived there warm and dry!
We started the journey home in light rain but it finally stopped. The closer we got to home the lighter and warmer it got. Feasting on the pleasures known only to motorcyclists on back roads we took in winding
roads, green counrtyside, cows and horses lazily grazing and the wonderful scents that only fresh rain brings.
Randy and Audrey said their goodbyes in Quinlan, Dale and Kathy at Farmersville.
We decided to try to schedule the next ride to Edom in AUGUST, in the middle of the dry season with drought-like conditions prevailing. My guess is, the only rain in the COUNTRY that day will be between
Greenville and Edom.
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