Weekend riding

So I ended up with just over 10 hours of riding last week. Not too bad considering we rode Sunday in fog that was thicker than cotton candy. In addition, it was about 33 degrees outside. How awesome is that? At least it wasn't raining.

Mr. Buddy pretty much stayed inside. I tried to put him in a baby seat on my bike, but he got pissed and took off. I think he was trying to fight some raccoons in our yard. Last time that happened, he got fucked up by a fat raccoon and we carried him in a cardboard box to the vet. He was all feisty and scared, then took a dump in the box. After it was all said and done, he ended up with like 15 stitches and we ended up with a $500 vet bill. So we grounded him.