But for the life of me, I can't remember much except for getting piss drunk, losing my wallet, missing a ride back to my room at the YMCA, sleeping on the back side of the Ambassador Hotel between two dumpsters, and finding a half-eaten corn dog in my left boot. And, I have no idea where the boat came from. In the meantime, enjoy these images from the annual Flat-Out Friday and Mama Tried gathering.
Yes, a February ride. Don't tell people this, but Red Wing is the new tropics. Where else can you ride a motorcycle and go ice fishing?
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| It's gonna look like this next week. |
Fifty-degrees (yes, above zero) is predicted for Thursday. Skip work, go riding. To receive your sick day riding clearance note from your "doctor", send self-addressed stamped envelope to:
Sick Day Request
PO Box 502
Pueblo, Colorado, 55234
