60-some years between the first two goofy-ass pics, and countless rides in between. Dad was always my inspiration to ride. Back in the early 80s he and his friends started an annual 80-mile bike tour to a weekend lakeside getaway, then turned around to ride it back home. I always thought this was the coolest most unbelievable thing as a kid. He could out-sprint and out-wheelie me and all my friends any day of the week, and loved to prove it. Last pic is me riding that same bike with my own son. Dad fittingly left us just as Midnight Rider cued up on the radio this morning. I think I'm going to make that trip this summer. Ride on, Daddio!
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Your dad sounds amazing, so glad you can share that experience with your son now 🙂