A friend of mine and I went to Rainier today.  He doesn't ride anymore, so we were in roadsters.  We stopped on the way down at the Greenwater grocery, and... I swear I saw myself drive by!  I ran to the gas station, where the bike had stopped.  It was the spitting image of mine, black with silver two-tone GS500E.  The rider was wearing gear colored just like mine, although when she took off her helmet, I could see that she was prettier.  I told her that she had my bike, and we chatted a bit.  Hers was a '98, and her first bike, and she was on her way to Paradise.  In more ways than one.  It was quite cool to see.

Yeah, but can she quote Stripes?

     

Smooth Dave