The road to and from Sturgis for the 75th was loaded with great times and good people. Along this road….in the middle of Arkansas…was a person who impacted the trip in a way no other event or person could ever do.
It all started when Rogue and I left Memphis….and Elvis’s Graceland…headed toward Oklahoma City, and then rolled north to meet Kansas Kyle just over the Oklahoma border. Somewhere around Van Buren, Arkansas, the splines in his shifter decided to screw up and long story short….we settled in for the night and waited for the local dealer to open in the morning. Continue reading.