damn near 60 degrees. Went out today with Sir Robert to slay some 'sconie back roads. Had a hoot for what may be the last time out for any serious riding. We shall see. Pulled into Pepin for the usual cup or three of afternoon Joe and a lot of guys came rolling in: Beemers; Guzzis and Triumphs; all trying to make the most of a great afternoon. Too bad about the daylight's saving deal, because it's dark at 5 p.m. I suppose that is a sign that we need to batten things down for the winter. Don't forget about Motorbike Movie Night on Nov. 13 at Bill's Whoop, whoop, whoop.
Yep, it's way up there in the Arrowhead. For those of you who don't know what that is; it's the pointy area of northern Minnesota along Lake Superior. And there is a shit ton of gravel, fire roads, single track - and thanks to a lot of rain -a lot of mud and puddles. Fun as hell? Ya, you betcha. Am I tired this Sunday eve? Ya, you betcha. A good time was had by all.