Took a motorcycle ride yesterday (yes, I know, I'm a day behind) to Cook's Corner, iconic biker road house in Trabuco Canyon. Rubbed shoulders with lots of interesting characters and saw their equally amazing road bikes in every color, shape and size. If you knew me you'd laugh because even I can't believe I now hang out at places like this! Of course I take my husband along for protection. Or does he take me for comic relief?
