Well, Sunday morning 7 AM came bright and early (see the post below for why it seemed even earlier than it actually was). I met up with my dad at my folk's house and we headed out to meet up with the rest of our group for breakfast in Blanco. Along the way, my primary decided to make my pant leg look like it had lost a fight with a pit bull. I guess there is a price to having the cool looking exposed primary on your chopper, and that price is what a new pair of pants cost.
We ran into Gary in Dripping Springs and the three of us headed onto Blanco to meet the rest of our group. We all had breakfast at Sunset on the square in Blanco (get the pancackes). After breakfast, we made our way through the hill country to Luckenbach, Fredericksburg, Johnson City, and eventually back to Austin. We logged about two hundred miles and shook all the cobwebs out of the motorcycles.
We ran into Gary in Dripping Springs and the three of us headed onto Blanco to meet the rest of our group. We all had breakfast at Sunset on the square in Blanco (get the pancackes). After breakfast, we made our way through the hill country to Luckenbach, Fredericksburg, Johnson City, and eventually back to Austin. We logged about two hundred miles and shook all the cobwebs out of the motorcycles.
My Trusty Steed Awaits the Journey
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It's all very 'American'. I like it.
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