Duane and I headed to the Garage Company party with our friends, Alex and Chris. The bike handle like a champ and we were making record time until we hit the 105. Traffic was stopped and people were standing on the freeway. So we bobbed and weaved till we couldn't creep no longer. Within a few seconds people were around the bikes taking photos. Surreal and kinda creepy at the same time as the 105 isn't normally motorcycle friendly, come to think of it, there are not many MF highways in CA.