Day three on the road and life couldn't be better. A steady intake of shots of whiskey and cliff bars is a travelers diet. The visor of my helmet is a colorful collage of insects who gave their life to my journey.
Each stop has brought another airhead lover out of the woods. When you travel on a vintage bike it invites questions, and looks. People are interested to hear your adventure.
Right now a shower sounds nice...
What up with that cop?
ReplyDeleteWe weren't running our headlights and speeding, all and all he was cool. He played nice cop as he wrote Denver a ticket for no motorcycle endorsement.
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