
This past Sunday, some of my favorite boys came over for a ride.

Hubby was invited to go too.

There's lots of discussion about the route they will take.

This bike always turns several heads wherever it goes. It's just so classic. And old.

It's decided then, they'll stop at the college to say hello to Logan and then go on up to the highest peak across the valley.

Gentlemen, start your engines.

Buckle on those helmets and let's ride.

Ruh, Roh...

Yep, she's leaking oil fast.

Thus ended hubby's participation in the ride for today. We'll have to reschedule that real soon. But this bike will need to make a return visit to the repair shop tomorrow. At least they caught it before it blew up the engine or something.
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