My wife and I joined my brother for a nice leisurely two-day tour this past weekend. He peeled off for home as we came past Helena on Sunday afternoon. As we then rolled through the big sweepers in the canyons between Helena and our home in Butte, another rider caught up. We were running about 80 so I was somewhat impressed. The rider soon went around us and I spotted Idaho plates. I wondered...
When we got home, my wife said, "That was an FJR. correct? I affirmed, then noted the Idaho plates. I speculated that it could be Spud, the long-time Forum member and contributor from Southeast Idaho. Well, guess who PM'd this a.m.? Yup, Spud was wondering if it was Marilyn and I he overtook outside of Butte. I've never met Spud yet I had an inkling it was him. I like this kind of happenstance. The Internet has shrunk our world.
When we got home, my wife said, "That was an FJR. correct? I affirmed, then noted the Idaho plates. I speculated that it could be Spud, the long-time Forum member and contributor from Southeast Idaho. Well, guess who PM'd this a.m.? Yup, Spud was wondering if it was Marilyn and I he overtook outside of Butte. I've never met Spud yet I had an inkling it was him. I like this kind of happenstance. The Internet has shrunk our world.