As you'll see, I've placed the emails on the site I'd written on our latest ride to Sturgis, South Dakota. We traveled seven states in fourteen days and covered three thousand miles. Nothing a lot of other people hadn't done before. In many cases, some came from much farther away and did so in a shorter time. Our trip wasn't about speed or distance, but quality. I measure my life in summers remaining now. I figure I have around thirteen or so good ones left, health permitting. After that, statistics tell me my time will be short. So when we ride our bikes, or whatever I do, I want to savor the time I'm doing it. I want to look around, I want to remember and I want to enjoy it. That's what we did on this ride and that's what we get to look forward to next year. And that's what I do everyday, or at least try to.
The End, Sturgis and Back
Okay, I said I may not email anymore, but I wanted to put the period at the end of the sentence. First, we all made it