Saturday, October 03, 2015

Sick thoughts

When one is suffering from a flu cold virus and flooding the system with drugs, fluids, and bouts of interrupted sleep your mind drifts back to good memories of riding. The crisp sunny cloudless October sky reminds me how a call to Chuck and then meeting somewhere near winding roads would happen. 

Chuck and Rob when we got to Asilomar at sunset. 

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