Every time I feel like I've seen or done it all on a bike, something new and exciting happens. For starters, the drive through Everett's lumber mill was awesome as we could smell the wood for several miles. Then it was immediately followed by the smell of fresh grass and trees. We also encountered a sport biker heading towards us. Typically the biker "code" is to wave when you see another biker. You normally just give a straight arm, peace sign or something to that affect. This guy sits up tall and straight, gives us the "hang loose" sign, and wiggles it around for a while. Very strange.
The best part is being able to chat on our communication device. So Sid and I were talking the whole time. Good times.
But Memorial Day really started when we got back to my place. Katie was home. She had cleaned the whole downstairs area and prepared burgers for us. I fired up the grill and BBQ'd the meat. We had some amazing burgers last night along with some

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