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began today's ride visiting with my finance advisor (LOL), looking over mrs sinsd's 401K. i thought i had taken a picture of my bike in front of the bank, but, no.
following the meeting, which involved more shmoozing and joking than financial advice, i hit the freeway for 66 miles north, inland.
ate lunch here
headed home via sandia creek road which consists of rolling topography, estate homes, orchards, and good to fair to bad road surfaces. unfortunately i could not find a reasonable spot to frame a panoramic pic, as it'd require me to hold up the bike on a rather acute downward slope.
when i finally rolled into town i decided the v strom 650 had no peer.
stopped at an indie cycle shop/garage and ....my, oh my....laid out eleven big ones for a fantastic farkle, the ol' bamp cruster. immediate relief! didn't realize how much i had been suffering!
following the meeting, which involved more shmoozing and joking than financial advice, i hit the freeway for 66 miles north, inland.
ate lunch here

headed home via sandia creek road which consists of rolling topography, estate homes, orchards, and good to fair to bad road surfaces. unfortunately i could not find a reasonable spot to frame a panoramic pic, as it'd require me to hold up the bike on a rather acute downward slope.
when i finally rolled into town i decided the v strom 650 had no peer.

stopped at an indie cycle shop/garage and ....my, oh my....laid out eleven big ones for a fantastic farkle, the ol' bamp cruster. immediate relief! didn't realize how much i had been suffering!