We've been riding day and night whenever we can, eeking out what's left of riding in 2015. Last Sunday five of us on three bikes hit the backroads around 9PM. It was cold. In full leathers (except for tough guy Vinnie), we went out into the darkness via downtown Sharon. Winding and cold, the roads surrounding the dam were pitch black. We encountered one deer.
With no time to waste, the next day we rode again. This time we went to find the Volant VFW where a benefit is to be held for our friend Evil Eddie who has stage 2 lumphoma.
Spooky nights? Nancy's Middlesex Tavern had a rockin' Halloween night party. Somethings were creepy:
Some were jazzy DJs:
Who is this?