You know you love riding with a group of people, the time and the miles just seem to fly by, I was hauling ass up 29...well for the purpose of this it was 29...could have another number...you know its higher altitude than down on the coast even though its flat. The bikes shit...bigger jets than standard and I was getting around 75 miles per tank...its was beginning to become a real drag. Oh well not far to go now... I'd already had a few complaints from the peanut factory...so what don't ride behind me if you can't handle it, but make sure you don't hold me up along the way, or I'm going to overtake your ass,if raw fuel is pouring out my exhaust you bet yourself one thing with certainty...I can't smell if from up front. But like I say the miles just dwindled away...running through Sioux city I got confused due to all the roadworx..but soon saw a familiar sign and before i knew it i was right turning off the interstate at Beresford SD...here's the thing....locals call it Beersford..I say Bear ess ford.....so you be the judge...
14 miles down the road with Wooli Bitchy and Rob in tow I take the dirt road that leads to Sue's...we are there...Eastern South Dakota...its was like coming home. I can tell you we sure had a fat time that first night...
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As far as speed Jonesy, I don't have a problem with it, might say I love it...So your on next time, better bike, and a few more miles.
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Have a cajon friend with a hair lip, to this day I can not understand him... Felt bad till all my cajon family (who have lived there their entire lifes) told me they dont understand him either. So now I just hug him and say... more
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