We're back from a lovely week+ out West. The early part of the trip found us in South Dakota amongst stoned carved presidents, hills, hills and more hills, plus a lot of bikers going to and from Sturgis.
Don't stand in front of the entrance to Mt. Rushmore for more than a few minutes unless you want to become the attraction's number one amateur photographer.
It was early. Early-ish at least.
This was not the only dog we saw on or somehow attached to a bike. He/she was the only one wearing goggles. Personally, I think any dog riding a motorcycle should be so cautious and prepared.
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