friday the 13th, june 2003:
white-knuckle riding through mist, drizzle, and downpour for just over eight hours from vermont to cape cod——no incident.
left hand cramped from rush hour clutch squeezing.
saturday the 14th, june 2003:
park cars as head parking ”swain” at the wedding of P&S, eat, drink, dance, be merry. great event…. even a ride in a 1934 Packard.
sunday the 15th, june 2003:
breezy, sunny, clear.
compliments from many BMW admirers of the age and fine shape of the motorcycle i’ve taken on the start of a potentially long journey.
hours later