We hit the base of Mt. Lemmon at about 6:45 am today. The last time I rode my motorcycle on this road would have been around 1996/ '97. I came out to visit with my first '93 Ducati 900SS in the back of my Ford. (This is my 2nd '93 900SS) I crashed that bike on Mt. Lemmon during that visit. I hit a patch of ice, lost the front wheel, low sided, the bike hit a guard rail and the frame was bent. Totaled. That was a long time ago. I've learned a lot about riding since then and applied most of what I've learned trying to keep up with the old man this morning! Dad's got skills. Couldn't catch up heading up the hill... We swapped bikes on the way down. Both enjoyed the change and appreciated each other's ride. I've always loved his Ninja.