*Logan looked at the open road as he revved the engine of his bike and felt the engine rumble underneath him. There was nothing quite like going across the country with no clear idea of where he might be going or what he might do when he got there. The sights and smells of the world rushing by him as he finally got out of the cities and to the wide open farm lands of the country. He was wearing a plaid shirt that hugged his strong figure and the rolled up sleeves showed off his strong forearms  especially when he used the throttle of his bike. His legs where covered in blue jeans and his feet in rough warn leather boots.  IT was starting to get late however and as much as he enjoyed camping he pondered pulling off the road and finding a place to stay for the night.<br/><br/>Pulling off on the nearest exit he looked for a motel or something to pull into for the night.*