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Took 'er out this morning for an hour. She's dirty. I don't object to riding wet, but on Labor Day I road from Madison to Milwaukee in a downpour - not fun. My Sidi's were filled up to the ankle when I got home. I'm not thrilled at the idea of having to dry all my sh!t out again.
Funny though, on the Labor Day ride, I pulled over at a rest stop to drain the trumpet and there were a bunch of Harley riders crammed into the shelter. I gave 'em a honk and a wave on my way out.
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