Because a sunny sunday without a ride is not a real sunday

I took a break from my packing and drove around in Sörmland, with a little tear in each eye, since it won’t be that much rides here anymore. It was a wonderfull weather, i survived with only a tee-shirt under my leather jacket and no need to have the ski-trousers either. I met quite a lot of other motorbikes, and saw my first butterfly of the year.

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