About 12 years ago, JayBea and I are on the way up to stay at Timber Cove. She shares with me her wish to get a tattoo, but never had the nerve to get it. She asked if it would be okay and if I would mind. I said "what the hell", so we looked up a tattoo artist in Guerneville. She got her first tattoo that day ... and much to my dismay, do did I
She harrassed me into it. They were small tattoo's, on one cheek, (the one's you can't see), so I figured "what the harm?)
It has been kind of a tradition now, and we each now have about six tattoos in different and asundry places.
It's actually kind of neat, and we've got some really beautiful ones!! We haven't started riding Harleys yet though, but then, you just never know what we may do