With a big smile, she takes multiple pics of the bike and I, commenting that she enjoys photography as well. While returning my camera, a construction work truck arrives and the woman hollers "Hey, want both your pictures taken together? " Sure!
Handing her my camera, I joke "All we need now is an Indian (First Nations up here) and we'd have the Village People. To this she jokes "But I have heritage" , turning to lift her shirt back exposing a tattoo of a feathered dream catcher. I suppose it was meant to be!