We talk also of our absent brother Jesse. This is the second year in a row he’s missed, this time without comment. We see him other times but only in the mountains are we alone as brothers. We miss him — his quick laugh and funny if blunt descriptions.
We wonder about his reasons, if there’s something we can change. Our routes became more technical once we all had smaller motorcycles. Is that it? Or maybe using the Husqvarna became too frustrating. “Do you think he’d come if I let him ride the TW?” Jeremy wonders.
“Maybe,” I reply. “We can try different marketing campaigns to get him back,” I add in the spirit of evening talk about Jeremy’s and Joel’s business operations. We’d sure like to.