Only you, Mike, only you

So this Friday I had spent a good hour and a half cleaning my bike, which is a very relaxing activity, as it is fairly mindless and also allows for instant gratification of a job well done.
Saturday morning, I was up early and wrote my previous post, and then I decided that I wanted to eat pancakes for breakfast. But since I am one lazy person, I wasn’t about to start making pancakes, but I knew that there was a place somewhere in the central/northern region where good pancakes can be had at all hours, as I had been there once with a group of friends after a late night party. Remembering where is was wasn’t easy, as I was probably drunk or stoned or both at the time, and the memory only consisted of how damn good the pancakes were.
So, armed with the Internet, I found it here. Calculating the distance, it’s about a 100km drive each direction.
So I set out and it took me about an hour or so to make it there, and I sat and had my breakfast of wonderful pancakes. Mmmmm. I’m going back sometime soon.
After breakfast, I deliberated whether or not to continue north to Haifa, or head back down south towards home. I decided to head down Road 57, which passes thru quite a few moshav areas, especially Tnuvot, where some friends of mine live.
I was very proud of myself, having found their place on my own, having been there only once before, and that was guided by someone driving and knowing the way. Unfortunately, they were out, probably on their own bike trip on his BMW beast.
So I continued on to Highway 6 (electronic toll!), where I actually managed to get up to never before speeds of 150-160km/h. At 160, which is the listed top speed for my bike, I decided to ease off a little, as it was making me a little uneasy. The road is great, and the scenery is beautiful.
I got off the highway and headed towards Latrun, where a friend of mine work at a museum of sorts there, and spent some time with him, while waiting for a friend to join me there for lunch.
After lunch, we headed back to Jerusalem on the 443 to stroll around Gan Sacher to enjoy the sunshine.
All in all, I did about 300km in one day. A first for me.
Having a vehicle makes all the difference.

  • zachkessin

    Sounds nice. I remeber the freedom from my flying days. The ability to get up and go, just because you wanted to. Of course I had a car then too, but an airplane is cooler.

  • kahnman

    Would drive from J-m to Kfar Vitkin for some pancakes! Isn’t there a pancake house next to the Shoresh Gas-station? A mere ten minutes away from you. 😛 Highway 6, is really cool! Considering that I live 14Km from it’s [present] north-end, I use it a lot. I’ve even driven it end to end, which is boring as hell.

  • zachkessin

    Folks in Aviation refer to this as “The $100 hamberger” which is to say aviation folks will often fly a small plane 100+ miles just to have lunch and fly back (Yes I’ve done that). Its a good way to spend a day.

  • angeleyes1701

    You were at the pancake house and did not even call me to tell me you’re in our area. You’re fired.

  • miketheman

    Would you really appreciate me calling you at 8 AM on a Saturday morning? Those I did call didn’t.
    Next time, I think I’ll plan it in advance.

  • angeleyes1701

    Planning in advance sucks.

    Truth be told, I was not home at all. I was in TA. Barak however was home and awake at 08:00 on Saturday.

  • miketheman

    1. Too true.
    2. So you would’ve REALLY not appreciated being woken up at that hour when you’re not even in the vicinity.

  • avgboojie

    That picture! It’s so-
    [Stuffing sock in mouth and shutting self up forcefully]

  • miketheman

    Umm… excuse me?
    Which pic you referring to? The user icon? That’s a snipping from a larger pic a friend of mine PhotoShopped.
    Remind me to send the whole thing to you sometime.

  • miketheman

    I wasn’t about to drop in on you or anything. 🙂
    Unless that’s ok?

    My decision making process went a little something like this:

    1. It’s 7:00AM.
    2. I’m hungry.
    3. I want pancakes.
    4. I’m too lazy to make them and clean up.
    5. I remember that there’s good pancakes up north somewhere.
    6. Let’s trawl the net for pancakes in Israel
    7. I know the one in Shoresh won’t be open till noon.
    8. I have a means of transportation!



    15. (belch)
    16. That was fun, now what?

    So yeah, I guess frivolity might have been included, but it was fun.

  • miketheman

    It’s a wonderful way to spend a day.
    Difference is that I can stop just about anywhere I want, and don’t have to worry about landing strips and refuelling etc.
    I spent under 100 NIS on gas for the day, and ate breakfast for under 30, lunch was also under 30.
    Pretty cheap, and quite fun.
    Next time I think I’ll visit a beach somewhere too. Pack sandals and towel in saddlebags or something.

  • schniff

    One of my dad’s friends has a couple of light planes. Whenever he feels like good tea he just flies to the Negev with a finjan, collects the local herbs, makes the tea, drinks it while watching the desert sunset and flies back home.

    Life is so unfair.

  • miketheman

    Hey, it’s all possible. Just will and determination.

  • zachkessin

    I will get back in the air someday. Not sure how or when but my logbook is still on my shelf and …

    I want to FLY!

  • schniff

    I totally intend to get a flying license some day. If my laziness, cheapness, fear of heights or lack of depth perception won’t get in the way, that is.

  • avgboojie

    Uh-huh.
    [mumbling through sock]

  • kahnman

    Although getting through the cell-phone operated gate on a Shabbat, or even notifying me that you’re at the gate, might be a bit of a challenge. I imagine your bike could fit through the other foot-gate though.

  • miketheman

    Hehehehe… I’ve got a good way you can fly…. myabe not the way you think, but hey, flying’s flying. 🙂