groupTexas has been swamped in triple digit heat for two weeks. We decided not to go camping in it. Instead, we loaded all our gear onto the small bikes in the dark and relative cool of the morning and rode north to meet with a group of riders for breakfast. Breakfast at the Blue Hanger, a small airport north of Fort Worth, is a weekly Saturday morning event: eat breakfast, drink coffee, chat and watch the airplanes. We were treated to a show while a group of six planes practiced their air choreography and I got to visit with fellow riders I haven't seen in quite a long time.
Meanwhile, I forgot to take photos of our bikes packed with all their gear.
Meanwhile, I forgot to take photos of our bikes packed with all their gear.
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