Yeah, yeah, you've heard it all before... Kitt Peak, blah blah blah. It's my local ride of choice this time of year, it's true, so it's hardly blog worthy. But it's been a year since I've been about 20 miles west of there, to the Desert Rain Cafe (which I told you all about here), and I almost always ride up there by myself, so... why not go out to lunch with a Suzuki riding friend?
|Prickly Pear Chicken Wrap|
|Tepary Bean Quesadilla|
170 miles round trip, by my estimate. This ride rarely disappoints. I should say there was one other reason to meet up with my friend today. She handed over the title to this bike. It's official. Welcome to the herd, Eeyore. HeeeeeeHaaaawww!