I just got home from a fantastic motorcycle ride this weekend through the Ozark National Forest.
Scottie, David, and I made the most of our time, riding Friday afternoon, all day on Saturday, and then a good part of Sunday.
We climbed up and down rocky ravines, zoomed down gravel forest roads with yellow and red leaves falling around us, and went places that the confused both our Gazetteer and the GPS.
I’ll post some more text on this trip, when I get a few free moments, but you can already see some of the pictures here.