Every weekend, when the mercury rises above 60 degrees, my boys and I are out at sunrise to participate in a ritual we like to call Harlem Superbike School.
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We then hop on the West Side Highway, and take the Henry Hudson Parkway to 87 to White Plains and pick up Route 22.
We rip a little bit.
Sometimes stopping off at City Limits Diner for breakfast.
We then ogle our bikes, talk about life and go home.
© 2017 Tigh Loughhead
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