280 miles down.
Load up on good food and good friends.
280 miles back.
Gorgeous riding conditions on the night run home.
70mph *average* on the way home.
68 degrees with a 30 mph tailwind. A MAGIC Texas night…as I said to some folks when I was leaving…
“This is one of *those* kind of nights. If I survive it, there *will* be something to write about.”
I was not incorrect, but that’s another story…
One HELL of a Saturday!
I needed that.