what a day

the day started with a little chat with my sister Kenzo was still in sleeping mode
then, I just can say suffering is an understatement for how I felt on my first ride on the back of Martin's Harley... I didn't felt myself anymore, because I felt everything while on there! the '72 sportster has a hard tail + my seat no springs... there we go 1st stop: the Harley dealer, who had a bike for patriots and something that's more the taste of my butt then we drove to Staunton. look what we saw there: after lunch, finally getting ready for the last part of the roundtrip a break was necessary!
later I played with Kenzo in the park, while the guys watched some dirt track racing