Much to the chagrin of both my mom and one of my favorite friends, I had the opportunity to ride out to Red Rock on the back of a Harley on my last visit out to Vegas. What an incredible way to see the mountains and the beauty of the scenery! Vegas is truly a motorcyle lover’s city, with great rides and, from what I hear, pretty great weather most of the year. We rode out to a crazy little biker bar in the mountains where every Harley stereotype converged and made for great people watching.
The ride only added to my desire to own a Harley of my own, but it’s hard to justify buying one when I can only ride it three, maybe four months out of the year (although I know that that’s what many people do.) However, maybe I’ll just take F up on his offer for me to move out to Vegas…and then I’ll have a lot more to write about here, won’t I?!
