Day 232 – Born to be Wild…

Mark and I headed to the town of Cassoday, Kansas – “the prairie chicken capital of the world” this morning for their first Sunday bike gathering.  He was looking for material for his column in Classic Bike and I was happy to find a new and unsuspecting crowd of people to break out in dance in front of. I did (half jokingly) ask Mark if he thought we’d get beaten up. He said no 🙂

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