Ok....so maybe I have a problem.
Brought home an XR100, an XR80 and an XR70.
Basically every kid's next bike. Got em all for 2000.
Jenn is sitting on the 50 for a size comparison.
I nearly brought home is '84 XR 250.
It was kinda rough....offered him 750. He wouldn't take it.
Lynley is sitting on Jenn's new bike.
Its a like new CRF 150F.
Daniel rides a 50
Richard rides a Yamaha 80 2 stroke.
Lynley rides a Crf 80f
I ride a 650L.
Going to look at a fleet of XR's this weekend.
A 70, an 80 and a 100.
Well...in Daniel's defence....the bar is the restaurant.
Get the younguns out before 11 pm or so and you are fine.
It is sort of the end of the world out here.
Before they burned it down, you could ride your horse or drive your pickup to a country bar and eat a burger...and get served if it...
It's kind of understood out here that kids learn to drive early.
Kids are always driving the feed pickup or helping move a tractor or driving a dirt bike down the road move cattle.
You would get busted if you were cruising after school....but the occasional drive is very well tolerated.
Probably not this town we live near.
Some Karen would say something.
The little town we were in is 50 miles from the cops.
As long as you don't abuse the locals...nobody cares.
Labor day bike ride.
Across the Missouri on the Stafford McClellan ferry.
Lunch at the Winifred Tavern.
Daniel rode his 50 about 80 miles.
Pretty good.
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