Yes!  I believe riding season has finally come to West Michigan.  With the temps in the 40's and 50's those bikes are just itching to burn up some of that old gas and run fresh oil though their lines.

There were 9 hearty souls at breakfast that rode in and after breakfast a ride soon materalized.  We headed down toward Michigan City and ended up in Niles instead.  A great ride and a time to work out the kinks that develop during the long winter months.  We got back home around sunset and the temps were dropping quickly.  But after nearly 300 miles, a sun burned nose and the enjoyment of fellow riders a great time again was had. 

I got up Sunday morning and was wondering why my cheeks were a little stiff.  I thought maybe wind burned or something.  But my wife told me that she woke up during the night and chuckled to herself when even while sleeping I had a grin on my face.

 Your Chaplain, Dale

ps  watch for sand at the intersections, and the potholes are huge!