I bought a new (to me) motorcycle. Perhaps it's an irrational thing to do right now, there is a whole story there.
So this is a rare bike, and one that I've been looking for, and wishing I could afford, for several years. I've been lurking on the email list for owners of this model and everything. A nice clean one came up for sale, and I had to do it. Only thing, the bike was in Atlanta, nearly 800 miles away.
So I flew to Atlanta on Monday morning. Inspected the bike, bought it, and rode it home. I got back to Michigan on Tuesday afternoon. It was a long but very fun ride. I think this was my first overnight away from Jacob since Nancy died. It's also my first solo adventure in a long time, I think I needed that.
This photo was taken about midnight Monday night, in Cincinnati: