Now it has been our contention that Hardees apple pies are indestructible, making twinkies look like wimps.
We decided to prove this contention, to take the advice we give others. DO THE RESEARCH!
So we decided to take the pies on a cross country motorcycle trip. Now we have chronicled the journey of these pies in an awe inspiring testimony to what we are quite confident will become an American legend. However you will have to wait until we get back to get the whole fair and unbalanced story.
We did however consider, that having been stopped on numerous occasions to be asked if we were American citizens that we may not make it back. We may end up in some black opps camp until we are waterboarded to the point of denying the existence of these pies.
So we felt it our patriotic duty to at least get this small but important part of the story out to the general public
Note, we are south of Deming, New Mexico at the border with Palomas, Mexico
We had no intention of actually crossing the border as:
A. Been there done that and are on a time schedule
B. We had our dogs with us
C. We were on the road king which I ain't taking into Mexico, nor am I leaving it in an unguarded parking lot..
D. I had a weapon . D. was probably a factor strongly considered. Especially after the last incident when my lady accidentally smuggled ammunition into Mexico (ok forget I mentioned that)..
It was this one however that apparently violated some rule we were not aware. My lady says look at the POW/MIA flag. I thought cool, took a pic and headed for the bike.
Well oh my God! Some US border patrol dude comes running out of the building hollering get in here. We were like why. You have to go through a border check. Well gee we didn't cross the border. Well I don't know that, he hollers, get in here.
My lady is like what if they take the dogs. I'm like, what if they take the pies.
So we walk over to the dude and he says we got to go through inspection. So once again we explained we did not cross the border. He says his view was blocked and he don't know that..
So then he asks for our passport??? What??? Since when did you need a passport to go into Mexico? It's been a few years he says. Well o.k. since when do you need a passport to get back in your own damn country, especially since you did not leave it?
So then he asks for our drivers license and runs them. He then asks me, "why are you taking pictures of the port?"
WHAT??? Now I don't know about anybody else but I'm a Florida boy. Ports to me are full of water with boats what floats on the water. I can pretty much guarantee there weren't no boats or water for a few miles. Like maybe hundreds. AND BESIDES.....I thought yer freaking view was blocked. Imagine that!
SO I explains to THE MAN that I don't know nothing about no ports but I was taking a picture of the American and MIA.POW flag. I was about to go into the story of the biker pies (like I had to do when a wedding photographer on San Diego Bay got perturbed. But that will be in the rest of the story) my lady grabs me and says come on.
the last they saw of us was...............