After a few glasses of Port (for Pam, not me – I stuck to water for this one), we walked back to the cars, Pam grabbed her biker-chick get-up, and we saddled up for the 2-hour trip home. It, in itself, was quite enjoyable and as you … Unusual to say the least. But I also had this strange accompanying sensation of a slight weight being unloaded from the bike… so I stop in the roundabout to take accountability of what it exactly it was that I had felt. Lo and behold, about 5 feet … …

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