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So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
Huge orange flying boat rises off a lake / Thousand-year-old petroglyphs doing a double take / Pointing a finger at eternity / I'm sitting in the middle of this ecstasy — Bruce Cockburn, Wondering Where the Lions Are |
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The carbs have been drained, the battery is out and being stored indoors and Sparky, my much maligned 1982 Yamaha Virago is in the garage for the year.
I didn’t ride as much this year as last, but next year looks like it should be a blast: a convention in Vegas in June means a long trip. There is, after all, only one way to get to Vegas.
Posted by skooter at 5:29 PM
This entry is filed under Narcicism.
This entry is tagged: Fall, Motorcycle, Virago