Nevermind my bike. Check out the portable parking lot! I now know there's one less Waffle House in the world where I can't pull in with a tractor-trailer if I have a taste for waffles. Bringing the bike down was worth it though.
So many bugs died a violent death on the way home. It really makes me wonder how the guys with open face helmets ride on the open highway through the countryside where all the bugs are just waiting to be splattered.