This picture was taken in Yellowstone Natl. Park in Wyoming, on our last cross country trip in 2004. Brian, Reva & Brandon (in the sidecar) have stopped to gaze at a herd of buffalo, off in the distance. Later in the day we get to see a buffalo, up close and personal, when one of them strolls out on the road in our paths. The following day, a mother buffalo charges our motorcycles and we must flee very quickly out of her way and to safety.
2 comments:
My tushy hurts from just thinking about riding around on a cycle for that many weeks. I'm sure it was a fabulous trip. You really get to see the countryside and all the creatures who live on the land up-close-and-personal, don't you?
You pay more attention to your surroundings when you travel on a motorcycle....you smell every flower in bloom and since your smeller works so great...you stay away from nasty, big, smelly cities.
And yes, as I get older, my tushy does need more frequent rest stops...but I have a wonderful hubby and an understanding family that see that MOM is happy.
You've heard the old saying haven't you?
"If mama ain't happy,
ain't nobody happy."
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