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{{dc|T}}{{Start|he first photo below is from this year’s}} spring trip to Florida. Looking through some old photographs while archiving reminds me of the sunny, warm days that seem a distant memory. The Nighthawk sits enshrouded in it’s cover on the driveway, waiting patiently for an opportunity to see the sun and feel the wind. OK, I’m exaggerating a bit, since I just rode last week, but I think I want another trip. It doesn’t look like I’ll be able to ride to Mom’s this Xmas, but maybe January will be mild like last year. Hopefully. | |||
Here’s another picture from August 2003 when I visited Mom one weekend before school started again. I’m parked in front of the Spanish fort in St. Augustine. That was a great ride, but as usual when going to Florida in the summer, the rain I rode through is still visible on my pipes. | Here’s another picture from August 2003 when I visited Mom one weekend before school started again. I’m parked in front of the Spanish fort in St. Augustine. That was a great ride, but as usual when going to Florida in the summer, the rain I rode through is still visible on my pipes. | ||
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Oh, to Ride
The first photo below is from this year’s spring trip to Florida. Looking through some old photographs while archiving reminds me of the sunny, warm days that seem a distant memory. The Nighthawk sits enshrouded in it’s cover on the driveway, waiting patiently for an opportunity to see the sun and feel the wind. OK, I’m exaggerating a bit, since I just rode last week, but I think I want another trip. It doesn’t look like I’ll be able to ride to Mom’s this Xmas, but maybe January will be mild like last year. Hopefully.
Here’s another picture from August 2003 when I visited Mom one weekend before school started again. I’m parked in front of the Spanish fort in St. Augustine. That was a great ride, but as usual when going to Florida in the summer, the rain I rode through is still visible on my pipes.
