Finally connected with Mike and a buddy of his for a run up the crest and breakfast at Newcombs Ranch. Quite the busy morning, about a hundred bikes up at Newcombs, and the obligatory CHP and ambulance heading up as we were heading back down. Uneventful ride except for when Mike and I swapped bikes for a bit. He wanted to ride my Aprilia, and I was on his Ducati Paul Smart replica. Egad, talk about your torture racks...and he's going to do a thousand or two miles on that bike next weekend. Better him than me...
Paul Smart Replica - not a comfort bike
