Me & my nearly bald tire taking a break on West Virginia 219.
This trip was it’s last hurrah.
I’m sitting here looking at this picture and recalling standing there on the side of the road after a few hours of excellent riding with my mates. We’d just passed a horse with her foal not 100 yards back at a farm close to the road. Behind me a new begining. Ahead, a blind corner with a road unseen. Such is life.