No parade, but a buddy Valk rider and I took a long loop out of Fredricksburg VA, out west up some old civil war turnpikes, and stopped for lunch at a great seafood place (open 40 years). Sat outside on a deck (first restaurant I've eaten in in 18 months).
It was the perfect Spring day, just cool enough for a light jacket, sunny and green. My buddy's tourer has been worked on a little bit, and when we left a light together in traffic (front of the line), he lit it up and lifted the front wheel up 2-3 inches (with roaring Cobras).
I don't do such foolishness, but it's fun riding with a guy that does.

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