Blue sky's and 68 degrees. Only did 35 miles, but they were very nice miles. I went up Lookout Mountain with my friend Dean, who was riding his wife's Ducati. He was a maniac, passing cars in the straights while I had to wait until the next straight to pass. So I had to be even more manic to catch up to him. Then he'd pass another car. Arggh.
I caught up to him near the top because he slowed down. There was a black SUV on the side of the road. I saw the SHERIFF insignia as I zoomed by. SOB. Luckily, he didn't come after us. But going back down, he wasn't in the same place and we didn't know where he was. So we were sorta careful going down.
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