Ollie and Me: We’ll be riding together someday

Ollie wanted to sit atop my motorcycle once home from the coffee shop this morning.


[“I will rescue you,” he said into the microphone (handgrip).]

He didn’t appreciate the Honda Bushmaster (that sat across the street from where we enjoyed breakfast together) as much as I did but he was “into it” nonetheless.


[“What’s this do, Papa?”: photos GAH]

He won’t be four until December, so he’s still a bit short for now.


But I definitely think he’s got the bug, like me.


So, in 15 more years, we’ll be sipping Pepsis together while picking sand out of our hotdogs in Port Bruce.

Ahh. Good times, eh?

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