Ah sweet sweet riding.

So at a local car club, I met a fellow and we got talking cars. We talked a bit about his GTR and then got talking bikes, found out the guy rode.

Well, we end up planning a ride and headed out on my favorite nameless road. He brought his cruiser along and was keeping right up at a decent pace. Had a lot of fun.

All in all the GPS said about 100 miles. Great ride for the day, not bad at all and my god did it feel good to get out. I get home and my knees hurt, arms hurt, legs hurt, back hurts... it's that great hurt like "OW my freaking BODY, that was awesome!" kind of feelings you get when you just had a blast.