In our travels, we have seen multiple groups (gangs) of Harley-riding grey/white haired men (ok, and some women) in the camp grounds and on the roads. It’s like they finally have enough money or nerve to live out their high school imaginations. This is especially true, in the camping areas with great roads for cycles. Like Between Quincy, CA and Reno, NV or Quincy, CA and Chico, CA; from San Diego up to Julian, CA and then down through Ramona, CA back to San Diego. As soon as they stop for a break and take off their helmets, you can see the business man beneath the helmet, leathers, boots, and beautiful “stock” bike – not a “Hell’s Angel” among them.
But they are living their teenage dream, now in their late 50’s and early 60’s. Any later and their wives put their foot down or they lose their balance and have to stop on their own.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
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