A few of us ended up riding up through Spanaway, and stopped at Vintage Motorcycles Northwest. That made my whole day.
But seeing this sweet old Pan took the cake. Nothing beats the beauty of a truly sweet looking Panhead. At least to me.
Well I am tired, and it is just after midnight, so I am heading off to hit the rack. I have a feeling I'm gonna be riding my old '57 Pan "The Black" in my dreams tonight.
Catch ya on the road sometime...