Got a call from my husband Peter last night. He was at the Red Mountain Adventure Spa in Utah and had just finished a two-hour massage. He is a happy camper because this is “his” week. He rode his motorcycle all the way from Manhattan to Sturgis, South Dakota. And if you wonder why he would go to Sturgis, then you probably do not have any Harley-owning friends. It is the yearly Mecca of motorcycle enthusiasts – 700,000 this year – where all bike riders do, well, what bikers do. Buy leather jackets, gadgets for their bikes, show off their bike’s unique paint jobs, get tattoos, etc. I went with Peter a few years ago just to see what all the fuss was about. It was a hoot – but once was enough for me. This year he stayed two days, then headed to Red Mountain on his way to California, where he will leave the bike and then fly home. Admittedly, I will breathe a little easier when I hear that the bike is parked in California.
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