Jason sets our course on the GPS.
It’s true. I can actually ride my own bike.
The SV’s get gas as the ladies inside the gas station stare.
We pull up to Morrow Mountain and discover a huge motorcycle group was right behind us. We park first and they fall in right next to us.
I think we’ve just been adopted into this gang.
Miz Conduct has her name airbrushed onto this stunning piece of art. My eyes are big as saucers when I spot this bike again. We have seen it multiple times in town but this is the first time up close!
We stop just long enough for a photo.
Look at our gang!
Jason works on the GPS again while overlooking the mountain.
Evidently the gang is getting ready to leave and Jason wants to head down the mountain before them. Jason rushes me to get ready but if you didn’t already know, I take a really long time gearing up. Fortunately, I get ready just in the nick of time and we roll down before them. Jason’s long glares and stares didn’t help the process. I couldn’t get my helmet buckled for anything!
A little tangent on four wheels… I love living near where peeps roll in on these four wheels.
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Morrow mointain, not mitchell. I should know it’s my mountain.