So, some back story:
I have a grandfather. He’s 84 years old. He’s a pretty sweet guy.
He’s got some pretty sweet quads, too.
Last week we got to enjoy a day on the dunes with our Boppy, Bess, and the bikes.
(my Uncle George came too ;))
It was a LOT of fun.
(especially for me, because I actually got to RIDE the bikes… there were too many cops around for the boys to take a turn ;))
But, really, having a grandfather who, at the age where most people are in a nursing home, hospitalized, or at least severely restricted in their activites, is still not only willing to HAVE motorcycles, but use them (frequently, and expertly, thank you very much)
A FINER THING OF LIFE.
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