Mile High Harley Davidson was first stop - and whilst not nearly as big as many stores, had enough variety to get us started. One thing that is not available for sale (and the staff cannot not make any attempt at all) is to buy or sell a motor vehicle. So even if you'd rocked up with US$30,000 for a new Ultra, sorry Sir, not until tomorrow. Helmets and jackets, boots and bells, (all less 10% thanks to Doc),loaded into the back of the mighty Suburban (Yukon actually), next stop another mall, this one with a difference. Spread over a huge area, (much bigger in area than Sylia Park) probably 30 mins walking from end to end, multiple seperate building housed Macys, Target, Navy Blue,(many big brands I have never heard off), including a multitude of bars and restaurants. Walking from one to the other in the heat of the early afternoon was a precursor for what we'll experience on the bikes - phew. But they were not the reason we were there - no way. What could be the worlds largest hunting and fishing store - want to buy a boat, "no problem, step this way sir!". Rifles, shotguns and pistols - fathers with their young sons, picking out their first rifle, or if you'd prefer, camo sleepware for your baby- very cute. Trophy heads and huge numbers of taxidermied animals, bison and buffalo, lions and Hippos, too many bears to count... Not really my thing. Back at the hotel, watching from afar as Denver City takes it's turn from the approaching and forecast storm - apparently will pass fairly quickly. Time for a quick nap now, before meeting the crew for drinks in the bar. Comments are closed.
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Don MalcolmA perfect day involves being on my Harley with a long ride ahead.
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