PART 2----
Quickly figured out that I was able to ride, but could not really push or pull with my left arm so steering with the handle bars was going to be fun getting DOWN the hill this time. Clutch was fun too with squeezing the lever with that left side thing. Took it slow and lots of breaks to stretch the arm and muscles, but I did load up on ibuprofen right after the crash. Made it back to the house in the early afternoon, and made the decision to sit out the PM portion of the ride.
"Later guys! Have fun without me!"
Dennis has some small quads at the house so that would be my entertainment for the afternoon.
The guys planned Saturday's ride without me and that was fine. I wished them well and took photos.
But Dennis being the most awesome host, felt bad that I would miss out on Saturdays ride, so he offered up his classic 1967 Myers dune buggy to cruise around in so I wouldn't hurt my shoulder anymore.

Had a blast with the past out in the SoCal desert running powerline roads.
Now all of our shenanigans around the house and the 5 acre lot were being watch by the neighbor.
With Envy!
Seems the neighbors have taken over custodial care of their 10 year old nephew who drooled over our motorcycles, quads, and laughter. We were given strict orders to encourage him, but remind him of manners and his "Merit Awards". Seems he had three more merits to earn and then the riding lessons on the quad could begin.
Guess who got his merit awards?
With borrowed gear and some bicycle motocross pads, he was ready to roll. We setup a course on the lower property and he had to follow the leader and NOT pass. Dennis taught him well, and after 7, 8, a dozen laps, the flag was passed to me. I led him around for lap after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap, after lap...
I then passed off to Sal, who passed off to Jon, who passed off to Guy, who passed off back to Dennis........

Who finally told him that it was break and beer time. (we'd been downing beers the whole time anyway, but drinking and riding were starting to clutter the BBQ plans.
HUGE dinner Saturday night and another wonderful gathering was enjoyed by all.
Sunday began the packing for home, weather was setting in and the rain started in light. Emergency KTM repairs were made to get one rider back to Arizona, neighbors were thankful for our entertaining our new friend, and of course we had to capture the moment.
Life is an adventure............... Enjoy the Ride.