So we headed out with our original plan in mind. Our goal: cupcakes. We rode over to Cupcake Royale. I've not been there before. The cupcakes were ok, don't know if they qualify for "Royale" status. Afterwards I grabbed a couple for crankygirlie and we headed out. And the bike wouldn't start. No joke. Gordon and I stared at one another for a while thinking "huh." I tried a few more times and eventually it fired up. Note to self: maintain a backup strategy for getting home.
We got back to my place to find that the cupcakes had not survived the trip very well. Gordon's Harley apparently vibrates at the resonant frequency of buttercream frosting causing massive cupcake carnage. All in all however it was a successful day. There was male bonding over mechanical problem solving, motorcycle riding and cupcakes. That's an enjoyable use of free time to be sure.