The doctor says I shouldn't ride till the end of the month, but I needed to take my Triumph to the MVD (NM version of DMV) to get it registered. So, necessity being a mother, I rode into town and got a local license plate. Made a couple of stops on the way home to pick up a few bits of hardware I needed for a project and a bag of donuts. Must have gotten lost along the way because I somehow managed to run up about 30 miles. Felt good to ride again except going over the bumps I couldn't avoid.


Let's hope there's intelligent life somewhere in space 'cause it's buggar all down here. -- Monte Python