OK, now the ugly,,,,,
We were at a little town in Montana, stopped for lunch and to walk around for a couple hours,
@1olbull , our fearless leader was feeling splendid and stopped for more than 30 seconds this time, the girls walked around buying souveniers while the guys went to the bike shop, about an hour and a half into the break we decided to go get gas, Steve pointed ta the direction where the gas station was, i asked
@breeze if he wanted to help me gas up the bikes and he said yes.
I jumped on the Rocket while Breeze took Neida's Ninja, we found this very cheap looking gas station, we figured it was the one Steve was talking about, we gassed up the bikes and went back to where the other bikes were.
There was this nice lady, Sharon, she rode with the Washington Chapter, she has this beautiful Harley Softail, i'm guessing 2014 or 15, she says; "Since you guys are gassing up all the bikes might as well take mine too," i go ok and off we go, Breeze was riding his bike and i took the Heritage, this time i park at the other side of the pump. proceded to pump gas, fill it up, at full a little red speck spews out of the tank and i go, what the hell??? gas is not red,,,, IT WAS DIESEL USED FOR OFF ROAD AND THE PUMPS WERE NOT MARKED!!!, I FILLED A $20,000 BIKE THAT WAS NOT MINE WITH DIESEL!!!!!!!
To be continued,,,,,,