Special Delivery

No, it’s not some new gadget. I have finally arrived. I am now officially a biker.

I vaguely recall the desk clerk at the BW in Mt. Vernon, WA, asking me if I was in town for the Oyster Run. When I said yes she knocked $40-50 off the room rate. She must’ve signed me up. She knew my bike broke down and probably made the assumption.

I didn’t feel need to make sure she knew it was a Triumph…

Okay, NOW Riding Season is Over

[Well crap, I created this post several weeks ago but somehow forgot to publish it. The real reason riding season is over is crappy weather is finally here.--FJ]