Then we rolled out.
We pulled over about 100 miles later at a rest stop over by eastern Oregon. XXNX Paid for it, then exited. “Hello?” I spoke into the phone. “No but we can make it that way if you would like.” Replied Eagle. “Sure, umm I’m at the Red lion outside of Seattle, room 44B.” I said. I put the cans in one of the prospects bigger bikes saddle bags, then started up and followed the rest back to the club house.
When we got back there was a hearse in the parking lot. But a bit to quick as I was light head almost falling over. “Get a bag together were heading up to Washington.” Eagle told me. We pulled off somewhere in southern Oregon to rest for the night.
At the 4 way intersection, when we stopped at the red light, I noticed another group
