I have heard of it but never tried it, most bikes have no room around the engine, everything is usually jammed in pretty snuggly, although there are exceptions like the boxer engine.
I have that issue with my Thermos-branded travel mug. More than once, I’ve left the house, driven an hour, stopped and done an errand or two, hopped back in the car, thought, “Oh, tea!” - big gulp followed by a scream and melting flesh.
I think I know what you are putting in those flasks and it ain't hot soup!My wife recently bought me matching flasks for me and butcher when we go away.
Russ
Well apparently that slipped my mind. Well at least on Rascal's end, I guess he has a DD. Unless his friend is one of those who can't be around people drinking and Rascal abstains when they are together.
Errr, mmm, we might have more than "a" bottle of wine.
That’s one of the things I hate about here and love about there. Here, in most parks, booze is illegal, highly policed, and heavily fined…unless it’s some structured event and there’s booze for sale, then it’s fine, but only the booze for sale at the event, can’t bring your own, nope, it’s gotta be the $10 beers that they’re selling.
That's us, not just at picnics though. My hubby will take a flask with booze in it to concerts and events and buy 1 mixed drink and then get a few sodas throughout the event.That’s one of the things I hate about here and love about there. Here, in most parks, booze is illegal, highly policed, and heavily fined…unless it’s some structured event and there’s booze for sale, then it’s fine, but only the booze for sale at the event, can’t bring your own, nope, it’s gotta be the $10 beers that they’re selling.
When we picnic, I’m a crafty little <bleeper>, and I pack mini bottles of Prosecco and a bottle of sparkling apple cider (not hard cider), quick pour the Prosecco in the glasses, ditch the bottles in a trash can that’s well away from us, and it’s “Why no, officer, that’s just sparkling apple cider, as you can plainly see. We’re old and respectable, but those hooligan teenagers over there could use a smack. I think I saw them sharing one of those funny cigarettes…, yeah, that’s it…go right over there and hassle those teens…hahaha!…cheers, luv!”
Good thing you like white wine, as I do (in summer) but hubby likes deep, dark reds. So when we go on long car rides and he puts red wine in a clear plastic water bottles, it isn't exactly discreet.
I meant a bottle just for me.