I saw an ad on Craigslist for a yard sale with cameras in Albuquerque's South Valley. Seemed like a good excuse for a ride on the motorcycle, even though I didn't expect to find anything I really needed.
Well, of course, I didn't need yet another Argus C3 since my shelf is already groaning under the weight of several old bricks. BUT, this Matchmatic looked to be in good shape other than the usual cloudy rangefinder, and it had a working light meter. I didn't need another K1000 either, except that the trivial price also made it a must-have. There was also a Series VI adapter, a 2+ Portra lens, a skylight filter, and a nifty little yellow and orange Kodak film can. So not a bad haul.
We got back on the bike and headed north on Coors Blvd. About a mile up the road I picked up a nail in the rear tire. As luck would have it, we were only about four blocks from a motorcycle shop. I drove the bike slowly there along the roadside. Margaret graciously walked behind carrying the cameras. An hour later we were back on the road.