So day 1 friday was spent cleaning the bike finally and the rest of the day was blown trying to get the washing machine fixed.
Monday, which is a paid holiday anyway was supposed to start helping my dad get the engine back in my sisters truck, got up early waiting for him to call, around noon i hadnt heard from him so my friend texts me asking if she could get her whole bike wet when she washes it. Which turns into wanna help, by the time i got to her place she was done and wanted to go ride, went over to a friends and met up with her parents for a bit(got some nice crap talking in, mostly against me they're all harley guys)???
Decided to go get some del taco, closest one to us is around 12 miles away, had some lunch than rode out to this spot i go out in the middle of nowhere to think, gorgeous ride out there, 2 lane road and no traffic to be seen. Then rode back and hung out at her place, not sure how many miles we put in but this is one of the first times my arms have been sore, ended up pretty sunburnt as well, wasnt planning to do much riding.
Had to run to my dads this evening to help push my sisters truck in and we are putting the engine in tomorrow.