Iron Butt: Idaho Falls to Butte

"The parking lot was full of newer bikes and a middle aged men taking amongest thier baggers. They were decked out in flashy clothes clearly interested in this season's latest accessories, as they walked from bike to bike comparing dick size, by the amount of accessories on thier bikes. As I pulled in, dismounted and pulled off my silver sparkle helmet, all eyes turned to me and my ratty bags on what was clearly not a Harley. "