I realize I totally slacked off posting over the weekend. I didn't really intend to do so, but we just got so busy I never had a chance to sit down and do any writing. Not that it is a bad thing, just means I was out enjoying a bit of life, and the weather held out for it, so I rode, and rode.
Friday I got my share of riding in, although nothing notable, just my own personal relaxation. Caught up to my man later in the afternoon when he was having a couple of after-work brews with his co-workers. That was just about it on Friday.
Saturday, we slept in a little, then I took off solo on the bike again, rode down to my Mom's, gave her a birthday card and some little prezzies. Had a nice visit, and then got the call from Richie that everyone was headed out to have some supper, and I wanted to join, so I prepared to head back to the house, when all of a sudden, my battery was kaput. I don't know if it was of any fault of my own, as I SWEAR I didn't leave anything on, and had my key in pocket, I swear I think so, unless I am just getting senile :( So I had to call Richie and tell him the bad news, which of course delayed everyone's dinner, and he and his other buddy had to ride their bikes down to meet me, I was able to charge up the battery and after a bit of waiting and waiting, I was back on the road and all the better.
Everyone was finally able to go eat, so we enjoyed that as everyone was well on their way to "starvation" by then... haha.
We were still sleeping kind of early on Sunday morning when Richie's friend came by and woke us to ask if we wanted to ride since he still had use of the Fat Boy, and of course I jumped at the chance. So we frantically got dressed and ready, and took off to gas up and head to a benefit breakfast, poker run and ride which was all to benefit a fallen officer who is battling cancer. We made several stops to various pubs and bars, drew our cards, marked our score sheets, visited and then we'd take off again. Some stops were a few miles apart while others were nearly 20. I can truly say I got my riding in, for sure!
The day turned out to be gorgeous, I took in the sights the smells, saw the countryside and just reveled in the comradery of the bike community. When we arrived at the end stopping point they had a barbecue party with door prizes and all, as I said before everything went to the benefit of the fallen officer. So I feel like we enjoyed ourselves immensely as well as doing something worthwhile.
The only thing that sucked pretty bad was the ride home, the wind had picked up and the temperature had dropped. When I got home I was never gladder to kick off my biker boots and stretch out my toes.
Unfortunately, I have no photos to show for it, just the mental images and my shared stories and descriptions. Sorry.
It was a really great day.