We had a great time on our mini road trip this weekend. It was a whirlwind tour, but really- there's only so much wine tasting you can do before it gets old. Or is it just me?

This guy cracked us up:


He was at one of the wineries we visited and didn't seem to have any fear when it came to cars. In fact, he walked in front of our car and stayed there until someone was kind enough to shoo him out of our way.

On the way out of the winery, he thought it would be fun to chase the corvette. Seriously, he was chasing us like a dog. Unfortunately, I didn't get the camera out quick enough to get really good shots, but here he is, losing the race:


On the way home, we noticed someone in the fast lane tailgating people until they'd get out of his way. It didn't matter if there was a lane open to the right, where he could easily pass someone. Nope, he was going to ride their bumper until they were out of the fast lane.

Now the bearded eye-roller and I get just as annoyed as the next guy when grandpa jones is in the fast lane and won't move over. Especially if there's no way to get around them, but that's still no reason to tailgate.

There wasn't much traffic on the freeway coming home, so BER decided to show Mr. Tailgater how easy it is to go faster when someone is blocking you in the fast lane. BER moved over to the lane to the right and put the pedal to the metal, leaving Mr. Tailgater to eat his dust. That's fairly easy to do in a corvette, dontcha know.

Mr. Tailgater must have been a quick study, because he followed BER's moves exactly- but then he must have gotten it in his head to pass us for some stupid reason. We were briefly going about 90, until at the crest of the hill, we saw a police car with an officer pointing the radar gun at us. BER put on his brakes, said a few choice words and resigned himself to getting a ticket.

Sure enough, we saw the cop get in his car, turn on his lights and head our way.

We were ready to pull over, but the cop didn't move to our lane. BER must lead a charmed life, because Mr. Tailgater didn't see the cop in time and so it was HIS car that was caught by radar and *he* was the one that was pulled over.

We chuckled at how all of the people whose bumpers Mr. Tailgater rode would now have the opportunity to drive past the scene and get a good laugh at his expense.

Karma, baby. It's all about karma.

More pictures of our trip can be found on my Flickr account.