Waving, not girning, just waving!
There’s something about a bike journey that brings out the best or the worst in people. A road trip on a Harley through Montana and Wyoming earlier this year with Al (pictured here with our friend Patrice) cemented a friendship of five years and all that’s best about the human spirit. It was also my fifth journey through Montana and a watershed for many reasons, one of which was waving. Yes, waving. When I was a boy growing up in the Scottish countryside, everyone who owned a car knew everyone else, and a courteous wave from inside the Land Rover was as good as saying hello to your neighbour. That memory came sweeping back on the long beautiful road miles across a swath of Montana as we two crazy Scots – on late season May snows – were being waved...
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