Baja bound

It’s time to hit the road again. This time I’m headed down the Baja. Yes, that’s right. All the way down once again. The last time was in 2001, and that seems like a long time ago.

That last time I rode with a good friend, who has since passed away. Don was an old-time biker who rode and wrenched and did most everything there was to do on a motorcycle. I will miss his humor on this trip, but I know he’ll be looking down and smiling.

The temperatures down there are in the mid-70s. The sky is blue and the beach sand is white. What more could there be to life?

I’ve got a fresh engine and new tires. In fact, the bike is running flawlessly, so it won’t be a problem.

All I have to do now is pack, and that won’t take long.

I have no good-byes to say.

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