Originally Posted by
Velo Vol
Another weekend mega-walk this eve.
At the cemetery, I encountered a lone Canadian Geese. I don't know what you all were fussing about. It was fine. I walked my way, and he waddled his. No problemo.
Something new: I encountered a 50+ pack of motorcycles on Dutchtown. Never seen anything like that there before. Not sure how they even got bunched up like that, with it being close to an intersection.
They weren't speeding, but several of them were riding wheelies at times. One of which hit the tail of his motorcycle on the pavement, and sent sparks flying.
I could hear the rumble a mile or two away. Annoying.
I used to love going to Jerome, AZ on summer weekends, all the potato-potato bikes would rumble in to town and the blues bars were packed to the gills. Most of those dudes wouldn't be poppin' wheelies at all, much less poppin' wheelies anything close to 12 o'clock though, so no sparks.
And Rhodie days in Florence, OR. Good lord, all the bikers would roll in, drinkin' in the streets was A-OK but inside the bars where the one-percenters were chillin', all the ladies would be hitting the dancefloor topless.
Speaking of sparks, I kinda wanna play some of the band Sparks, but gonna fire up some Stevie Windwood instead...