back on to HWY 17 and then a quick flick onto some adjacent roads we went as we headed NNW towards Catholic Hill and the historic marker telling tale of its beginnings...but the real story was Pat, who was trying to find his ends after riding the Duc 916...I believe this pic captures it well, as he looks back to see if his arse and teeth are laying upon the roadway some place back...

ah yes, butt for the good grace of the gods do we do the race bread go go...or not...anyone know a good chiropractor near Catholic Hill...?...