Beer Breed'ers cruise by and see if we have anything of value they can rob us of. "Reach for the sky pilgrim!" I lost my lucky wallet condom and a tourist flute I bought in Ensenada.
(above) One of my last Mexico pictures.
My pockets after Mexico. $1. and some pesos.
You know the story, the guy who brags that his bike is running "great" is the guy who blows a hole in his piston. Well, if that's the case I hope my bike runs as horrible as it did on the El Diablo Run, on every run I ever go on again! She was "Done Right."
Honda needed a little carb massaging, and some minor electrical only. No problem from the Metric Muscle.
Texan with the broken leg.