With a number of Bastards defecting to the road, because I assume it's easier and you don't have to clean your bike after a ride and so on, it was a small but jumpy and fast bunch last night with Big Mac, seen below, Specialized Steve, seen later on, Randy, Redline Bastard, and myself, not seen at all, all out for a pleasant spin in the neighborhood, chatting about the racing last weekend, draft beers, and Goose Island being bought by Budweiser, and who's the best caterer and so on. You know, biker talk.
A bright, bright Big Mac. Yeah, he's as bright as he looks. Almost.
I didn't take a lot of photos, but it was beautiful out last night. Great to finally see where we were riding for a change. Not to mention the giant high rise office building that went up on Ashley and the 70 story tall Tower on Nugent. Amazing we didn't see them before, but hey, it was dark.
While some of you might find the photo of Steve taking off his boots in the back of his car exciting (you need help, okay) and some of you may find it kinda of oh-yeah-so what, I took this photo to show you light conditions at the end of our ride at 8'oclock. Yeah, I didn't bring lights to the parking lot to light this, this is mother natures soft box. No lights needed! It's nice seeing where we're going - plus I didn't have to drag that damn car battery around. That thing's heavy!