Brotherhood ride

Sorry it took so long to post this, boys - it happened last Saturday. About a dozen of us locals met at Tattoo's shop and rode in the rain to the clubhouse, which ended on a muddy road. We were way out in the sticks. It was more of a private party than anything else. Ate some corn on the cob and shrimp and drank a few beers. There were some Hells Angels in attendance. Overall, not the most friendly crowd. The oldest bikes there were mine and Tattoo's plus a mid 70s Ironhead. I was surprised to discover that all of the bikes there were baggers. I had expected to see some chops and bobs.

We stayed a couple hours and 7 of us rode back together. It had dried out by then and it was a fun ride with me bringing up the tail end of the riders most of the way. The sun was setting and it was a beautiful evening. I peeled off when I got to my exit and rode the remaining 15 miles home for a total of 70. The ride both ways was the best part of the whole day. Tattoo called me later just to check that I got home okay.

Wished I would have remembered to bring my camera and cell phone. Doh!

Sounds like a gooooood day for a biker! I don't think a camera would have been appreciated by some of those in attendance! At least not in this neck of the woods they won't allow a camera.

I was going to take some pics of the ride part only. I won't be going to another one of those anytime soon.