Everybody needs to ride in a sidecar.
Once is enough.
This was the day my number was called. A few years ago my old KLR suffered a failure during a dual sport ride near Bastrop and couldn’t be fixed on the side of the road with the tools I had with me. Lucky for me a fellow with a hack was riding with our group and was kind enough to give me a ride back to civilization so I could negotiate a tow for my broken beast. It is still the only day ride I’ve been on that someone in the group was riding a hack. What are the odds?
The dog was just an added bonus.