I do not have much to post for today. I left Mountain time yesterday at 9:30AM and arrived in Washington Pacific time at 8:30 PM so twelve hours on the bike. She is cruising along but I can tell something is up with her. She just isn’t the same. Weird noises and sputters, I keep telling her “only a couple hundred miles away just get us there and we’ll get you check out.” We arrive safely and I get to meet the Ray’s if you know The Siruchek from back home it’s their grandparents and aunt and uncles on their mom’s side. Ms. Ray is hilarious so energetic for a women who’s in her…older than 40’s and Mr. Ray has great stories one of his relatives was in the revolutionary war and his family has a strong presence in the military today. His grandson, Matt, was awarded the Purple Heart for being shot. They are a blast, with a three hour time difference I’m pooped and heading to bed.
(The Rays and I)
One Mile at A Time.
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