That’s looks great, ferret. Fabulous roads! Certainly looks better than my ride yesterday — 400 miles down and back to La Junta, CO, on the barren high plains of southeast Colorado. Roads as straight as an arrow, broken pavement and expansion joints that would rattle your fillings out, not a tree in sight for miles and miles, and threatening black storm clouds all around. I got home tired and sore only to realize my headlight was out. I won’t do that again.